Letra de (My Baby Put Me In The) Penalty Box

Open parenthesis, My Baby Put Me In The, close parenthesis, Penalty Box!
P-E-N-A-L-T-Y!
My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
My baby put me in the penalty box
Oh no
I said, "I don't wanna get another penalty"
Wha oh oh
'Cause if I can't get my lovin' fix
I live in H-E-double-hockey-sticks
(Yeah!)
My baby put me in the penalty box
Oh no
Sittin' in the box, just a-coolin' my skates
I'm a chillin' super villain, popular as Darryl Gates
Circumstances indicate a tale to astound
But I'll be here a little while
Listen buddy, go around
Jump back, power pack, keep it in the scene
You know I wanna scrub your sugar shack and smell your gasoline
But everything's moving at the speed of glue-ue-ue
My baby put me in the penalty box
Oh drat
I said, "I don't wanna go inside the box, it isn't where it's at"
Well, I get so mad that I could puke
Stuck in that box like Cool Hand Luke
(Yeah!)
My baby put me in the penalty box
Oh no
Sittin' in the box, and I do feel shame
I'm a man without a crease, goalie goalie get the blame
Me and my stick, we will never be free
But I'll be here a little while
Get the puck away from me
Jump back, power pack, keep it in the scene
You know I wanna scrub your sugar shack and smell your gasoline
But everything's moving at the speed of glue-ue-ue
Let's go!
(Whoo!)
Oo-ooh a-ah ooh ooh!
Oo-ooh a-ah ooh ah!
Oo-ooh a-ah ooh ah!
Ooh ooh oo-ooh!
Oo-ooh a-ah ooh ah!
Oo-ooh a-ah ooh ah!
Oo-ooh a-ah ooh ah a-ooh!
My baby put me in the penalty box once mo'
I said, "I don't wanna go inside the box again, that's fo' sho'"
And if I find your love has soured
I'm gonna run real fast like Desmond Howard
(Yeah!)
My baby put me in the penalty box
Oh, she put me in the pena-wenalty box
Oh, my baby put me in the penalty box
Oh no
[Song Ends]
[Dialogue From
Slap Shot
]
JIM CARR: There's a penalty for that?
DENIS LEMIEUX: Yeah, and for trip also, you know?
CARR: Oh?
LEMIEUX: Like that. (sticks Carr's leg)
CARR: Hmmph!
LEMIEUX: And for hook, like this. (sticks Carr's arm)
CARR: Hmmph!
LEMIEUX: And for spear, you know? Like that. (sticks Carr's gut)
CARR: Hmm-mph! Mm-hm
LEMIEUX: All bad
CARR: Bad
LEMIEUX: You do that, you go to the box, you know? Uh, two minutes by yourself, and you feel shame. You know?
CARR: Mm-hm
LEMIEUX:: And then you get free