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Warmduscher - Twitchin' in the Kitchen Lyrics
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Hurry up, get it cooking
Man I'm sweating, sick of waiting
Smelling fishy, got me shakin'
Finger lickin' I can taste it
Damn I'm aching, stomach turning
It ain't chicken but I'm clucking
Anticipation got me aching
Sweaty palms and palpitations
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man

Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man

Heart is racing, palpitations
Busy signals, palpitations (woo, woo)
I cant take it, here I'm sweatin'
Man I'm clucking, like a chicken (woo, woo)
Anticipation got me aching
Sweaty palms and palpitations (woo, woo)
Heart is racing, palpitations
Busy signals, blah blah blah (woo, woo)
Someone's twitchin' on the floor now

I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
Someone's twitchin' on the floor now, yeah (haha, look at that shit)

Holy shit (oh)
Whole f*cking body (not again)
He's foaming at the mouth over there, haha (ooh)
Jesus Christ
Hey buddy, drag this asshole off the beach
Yep
Tie up his laces (yeah)
Move to the dumpster

Someone's twitchin' on the floor (what are you)
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go (hurry up)
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man (come on, man)
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
Grab a bowl, scrape it clean
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go (you ain't got shit on me)
Get that chicken, man I'm cluckin'
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
Smellin' fishy, finger lickin'
Hurry up, getting, get impatient
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Yo, lose my number buddy
What the f*ck you calling me for?
I said no
Stop f*cking calling me
Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? Okay
I'll f*cking be right over
Lose my number
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English

Hurry up, get it cooking
Man I'm sweating, sick of waiting
Smelling fishy, got me shakin'
Finger lickin' I can taste it
Damn I'm aching, stomach turning
It ain't chicken but I'm clucking
Anticipation got me aching
Sweaty palms and palpitations
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man

Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man

Heart is racing, palpitations
Busy signals, palpitations (woo, woo)
I cant take it, here I'm sweatin'
Man I'm clucking, like a chicken (woo, woo)
Anticipation got me aching
Sweaty palms and palpitations (woo, woo)
Heart is racing, palpitations
Busy signals, blah blah blah (woo, woo)
Someone's twitchin' on the floor now

I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man
Someone's twitchin' on the floor now, yeah (haha, look at that shit)

Holy shit (oh)
Whole f*cking body (not again)
He's foaming at the mouth over there, haha (ooh)
Jesus Christ
Hey buddy, drag this asshole off the beach
Yep
Tie up his laces (yeah)
Move to the dumpster

Someone's twitchin' on the floor (what are you)
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go (hurry up)
I'm twitchin' in the kitchen man (come on, man)
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
Grab a bowl, scrape it clean
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go (you ain't got shit on me)
Get that chicken, man I'm cluckin'
Two-four out the door
Sniff it off the kitchen floor, let's go
Smellin' fishy, finger lickin'
Hurry up, getting, get impatient
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Yo, lose my number buddy
What the f*ck you calling me for?
I said no
Stop f*cking calling me
Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? Okay
I'll f*cking be right over
Lose my number
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Writer: Adam John Harmer, Craig Louis Higgins, Marley Mackey, Ben Romans-Hopcraft, Whalley
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY

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