Tekst piosenki 'Tickled Pink' wykonawcy Extra Kool

[Verse 1:]
A yo, all praises due, Mr.kool is such an asshole, I rock the halo nice
And quite in my castle, I keep the voice nice and crispy, for you little
Little piggies, we call it pillow talk honey, it's no wonder, I'm just so
Risky,
I'm feeling ever so frisky, in my new pair of shoes, I walk with Input in
The headphones, stop and play the fool, with the taste of residue, I cough
And keep it moving, sign the letters snuggle bunny, sally forth and keep
Consuming, hey man how you doing? Extras off to the dirty laboratory, me
And big Time, to drop the grime, we keep it mandatory, I'm tell the story
As long as Doc keeps on listening, I wanna rock all by my self, Awareness
Keeps me interested, life is prison kids, smile hard for Teem Geezus,
Although Satyr pushed the beats, I rock the shirts of dirty fetus's, I'm
An invalid out stretched with open arms, hit me on Cd baby please download
All my songs, Myspace.com back slash Extra Kool, he's just an Optik kid
Who's sun splashed, Danny's nothing new, I'm not telling you what to do,
I'm just lost and tipsy, I'm all about the broken ribs, I'm tickled pink,
We dance in mince meat, your all going to miss me, when I'm gone, or dead
And rotten, I finish my verses nice and thirsty, with stacks of angels in
My closet.

[Hook:]
I said hey little man, don't speak, cause I'm a superstar, we're the dirty
Lab fam, we don't care who the hell you are,
Yes I'm tickled pink, and sipping water is the drink, please buy up our
Cds, because we don't care what you think. [x2]

[Verse 2:]
A yo, I'm tickled pink, why? because I'm so, so thick, I'm on my way to
Attack the Panda King, let's abandon ship, it's just me and Chip The Pimp,
Mad Matt and Little Bobby, we're doing damage to the plates, I pay with
Ones, I'm feeling sloppy, Extra Kool is simply naughty, when on stage, I
Strip tease, yo Awareness rolls his eyes, while Time screams, keep it on
Please, I guess it's on me, I must oblige, I keeps it honest, besides
Inputs up next, we sell our thoughts to alcoholics, no longer paying
Homage, I'm off to meditate, pass a stack of pretty honeys, breath hard
And concentrate,
Yes I work that milk shake, make them grin from ear to ear, stop and try
To get a cd sale, and watch them disappear, continue on towards then rear,
Still parched, I need some water, in a crowd of knuckle heads, I'm fronted
On by Sgt.Slaughter, "he says man don't bother, let's hear ya free style,
Take your raspy little voice, swallow hard and make me smile, " dude was
Pissed with my denial, stuck forth his favorite knuckle, he reacted so
Quickly, I couldn't help but to chuckle, so now I'm staring at the stucco
Waiting for this guy to leave, when up steps a drunken homeless man
Talking about my sleeves, he says that life is a disease, and we should
Live inside of sinks, now this guy is just amusing, as I say, I'm tickled
Pink.

[Hook x2]