The Intergalactic Business Report unearths some 80’s lyrics you haven’t heard since probably the 80’s. Can you name the artist and the song?
“Stop… And give me a booty bump while you fill up my gas at the full-service gas station…”
“This Rubick’s Cube only fits half way in my asshole… Let’s party all night long!”
“I don’t deserve your love… But I can reserve your love… like a library book.”
“Steppin’ into the porno section of the video store… All right! Gonna swing through the cowboy doors and make my pick for tonite!”
“Why does all the frozen food suck? Maybe one day, baby, they’ll make pizza that tastes like delivery, but for now, we’ll eat this Red Baron/Tombstone misery…”
“Here comes my favorite song… on the radio… but the DJ’s talking the whole fucking time…so…”
“Oh… Fuck… My cassette tape just unraveled… Gonna try to wind it back in this thing… Gonna make it all sound like gravel…”
“Tonight’s the night… That I sexually harass my secretary… Cause there aren’t any laws yet to protect her from unwanted advances from her boss… Let’s party all night long!”
“Gonna beat my meat to this Sears catalog! Now I’m in the women’s underwear pages and my dick is like a log! Party all night with my fake Sears catalog girlfriend… She looks so hot in her conservative, non-revealing outfit! Gonna have to use my imagination hard tonight!”
“Oh… Shit… My phone cord only goes so far… How’m I gonna reach the fridge while continuing this conversation? Should I call back? No… Should I say scuse me a sec? No… Gonna just keep talking and forget about the food…”
“Gotta neon workout onesie stuck in my ass crack… Gonna try to pull it out now! Whoops… That didn’t work… Let’s party all night!”
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