I’d like to cash this check here. And I’d like to take you out for a steak dinner

This little room that I spend a lot of time in – it’s-

I hate ya. I hope you die.

queueing for petrol. queueing for peeeetrol. queueing for petrol. but i’m on a horse

That’s not it

Hop in my lambo I’m on my way

du lu du lu du lu du lu du (it’s you)…all I need is you!

You know what I’m saying man. Real hatin’ man…it’s like an art form, man…you know, you like a born hater

You f*cking crazy man. You sound insane. Do you realize that? You should be medicated

Wake me up before you go go

When people get too chummy with me, I like to call them by the wrong name to let them know I don’t really care about them

chords…strings…we bring…melody…G funk!

It ain’t my fault (nope. nope. nope. nope, nope)

Don’t think I fit in this party

I’m singing. I’m in a store. I’m singing. I’m in a store…AND I’M SINGING! (HEY!) There’s no singing in the north pole!