One, two, three and [bad word] with the redneck style
because you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
see I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat
franks and knishes,best wishes, I'm vicious and here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.

Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I'm more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
I never say die
I never take myself too seriously
Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal

Means with the green, murder on your spleen
living in a dream do you know what I mean
goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor. . .I always leave you chewin'
I got so many styles you think I'm from the U.N.
I broke into the White House and never got caught
and I'd be Neil Armstrong if I was an astronaut
We're always optimistic about human relations
We've got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your [bad word] up and starts kissing and hugging

Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal