Lyrics to Indian Thriller English Translation

Credit for these lyrics goes to Buffalax.

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Because you know you want to be able to sing along while you're practicing all those hot Bollywood pelvic thrusts and head twitches:

I think I’m the evil of the people…

(Praise the glory of the evil!)

GIRLY MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

Gosh, my old calculator ain’t got no bow!

Nipply man I met, he ate my motorboat!

Calm down and park that comfy shin guard armor!

Welcome the dude who ain’t the buyer of mugs.

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

RRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPYOURMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Woot, I’m Coming!

Mutton goes YAY!

Cook the chicano’s day!

Mucho Caliente!

I’ll eat wasabe on my dude!

All my body just got ruled!

Kinda like a fish on road!

One more body for your car!

OOO! OOO! Papa’s Restaurant.

OOOOOOOOOOO You’ll be pumping Ovaltine

or Salty Shanty’s One Shot Tea!

Roll, jam, belching, raving son!

Mork, and bull, and mumued star!

Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Killer! Killer! Killer!

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Killer! Killer! Killer!

(please don’t buy the bald seal!)

Move then Connie!

Let me go yay!

Cause it’s a yardless day!

Conga line too, Good Day!

Salad is a cargo you could do!

Chet’s my buddy, Chester Rowe!

Called him at the coaster room!

Smashing all the people up!

It’s the child no parka rule!

OOOOOOO laddie, ready, bite your knee!

OOOOOOO conk a Collie, Conquer he!

Deal them. Peel them. People look shocked!

Move, too, then you got private shower!

Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Killer! Killer! Killer!

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

Gosh, my old calculator ain’t got no bow!

Nipply man I met, he ate my motorboat!

Calm down and park that comfy shin guard armor!

Welcome the dude who ain’t the buyer of mugs.

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!