No we ain't gonna take it
Unless it's from a Doberman pincher (well maybe not exactly)
(Take two) no, okay, oh
Ladies and gentlemen
For your listening pleasure, Blink

Passively one day as the sun
Rose out of it's house
So did this little old guy
As he whistled out of his mouth
And happily and gay
Well, I guessed exactly that
'Cause he found a special girl
That put him in a special trance

He fell in love so quickly
What the hell was he to expect
That the girl under his arm
Wasn't the same
As any other girl
That he had thought that he once met
I guess you could only blame fate

Things started getting weird
As they started to kiss
She often felt his beard and
Remembered how her father she missed
And then quietly one day
He sang a song that's been deep within his heart
Causing some indigestion
He finished with a great big fart and

She knew at that one moment
That song was something she heard before
So she asked him to do that again

Then out the door they hurried
She was gonna find out for sure
So she analyzed his rear end

She said, "When I was a little girl
My dad left my mom
He used to always fart and sing this special song
Now I wasn't quite so sure until your pants did fall
'Cause now I know that you're my dad because
You use ben wah balls"
I said a wah, wah, wah-wah-wah
Wah, wah-wah-wah, wah
Ben wah balls wah, wah, wah-wah-wah
Wah, wah-wah-wah, wah balls

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Mark Hoppus, Scott Raynor, Tom DeLonge