Heave-Ho

Smash Mouth

Fush Yu Mang

Neighbor called my landlord, she said that she was pissed
Up all night, making noise, and she can't get no rest
She said we was running a flop house full of thieves and thugs
Musicians and hooligans and we were all on drugs
So she got bent, she raised the rent
Said it would only take one more phone call from my whiney neighbor

What's up with my neighbor, what's it gonna take to get a break?
She's got us tiptoeing around in fear
Church mice at St.Leo's, down my street have moved so far away
She has sent them packing and running scared
How much more does she think we will take?

Maybe someday, when I'm old and fat and bored, I'll understand
Why my neighbors makes me feel like Hell
I can't even watch TV or sneeze or fart, can't even breathe
For fear my landlord will come and ring my bell
How much more does she think we will pay?

No more flop house, no more fun
I've got a whiny neighbor, I got a whiny neighbor
Shooting cans with BB guns
I got a whiny neighbor, I got a whiny neighbor
She says "these punks have to go"
I think we're gonna get the old heave-ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho

Neighbor called my landlord, it was a Sunday afternoon
She couldn't hear the TV set, we were having a barbecue
We were listening to Louis Prima and drinking Meisterbrau
If she would have come to talk it over and wasn't a lazy cow
So, she got bent, she raised the rent
Said it would only take one more phone call from my whiney neighbor

Maybe someday, when I'm jaded, 9 to 5 at a job I hate
I'll come home and razz my neighbors too
But I'd have a strategy and catch them when the rent is late
And all the other bills are overdue
After all this is the neighborly way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

No more music, no more fun
I've got a whiny neighbor, I got a whiny neighbor
Barbecues in the sun
I got a whiny neighbor, I got a whiny neighbor
She says that these punks must go
I think we're gonna get the old heave-ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho

Don't even hide the dog
Or put the bong away
We don't wanna live here, anyway

Neighbor called my landlord, she said we didn't care
The lawn is dead, dogs and cats are stinking everywhere
She said that we had crazy parties every night
The yard is littered with bottles and cans, skateboards and bikes
She didn't get bent, didn't raise the rent, we only got a note
In 30 days, we'll get the old heave-ho

WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

No more music, no more fun
I got a whiny neighbor, I got a whiny neighbor
Barbecues in the sun
I got a whiny neighbor, I got a whiny neighbor
She says that these punks must go
I think we're gonna get the old heave-ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho 

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