Letra de Sharky 17

Short crop mutton chop cut so clean
Pasta makin' paysan, Olive Garden green
Stompin' feet, we call him "meat", and you know what I mean
What's his name? Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17
Boot to the pedal, speeding Route 18
Stops at Taco Bell, fills up on some beans
Gas ass, working class, stinking up his jeans
What do we call him? Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17
One, two, three, Oi!
Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17
Doesn't choose a poison, keeps his senses clean
And if you want to fuck with him there's gonna be scene
He'll stomp your face to blood red paste, and I won't intervene
Feel the bratty wrath of Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17! Oi!
Sharky 17! Oi!
What do we call him? Sharky 17