Aunty Donna
Fuccboi Anthem
[Intro Skit]
Ring ring, ah, ring ring
Hey boy
What do you want?
You called me?
Whatever Trevor... What are you doin'?
I'm just-
Oh I don't care
Boy all you care about is fucking you're such a-
A what? Say it
A fuccboi
You're goddam right I'm a fuccboi
[Verse 1: Mark as Fuccboi]
They wear trendy shoes when they walk down the street
'Cause a fuccboi can't fuck if he's got cold feet
A fuccboi fucks heaps he ain't got a spouse
And a fuccboi wears a sunhat when he leaves the house
[Chorus]
Fuccbois fuccbois, make some noise
Fuccbois love to fuck and they are also boys
Fuccbois fucbbois handle their biz
I totally know what a fuccboi is
[Verse 2]
Fuccbois have a small vocabulary
At least that's what I read on Urban Dictionary
Statistically fuccbois all have skin
And below their knee there's probably a shin
[Chorus]
Fuccbois fuccbois fuccbois fuck
A fuccboi is half boy and half fuck
Fuccbois fuccbois, let me hear you sing
Fuccbois are still a relevant thing
[Verse 3]
A fuccboi is a boy who can fuck all day
If you can't do that then there's just no way
You're a fuccboi and if you are a girl
Then I don't mean to exclude but you're not a fuccboi
And if you are a boy but you don't like to fuck
Then you're not a fuccboi, tough bloody luck
But if you do like to fuck and you're not a boy
That's only half so shut up and eat some bok choy
[Bridge]
So spell it out 'cause I know you can spell fuccboi out loud
Like you don't give a damn
F! (F!)
U! (U!)
C! (C!)
K! (C!)
K! (C!)
It's K (It's C)
It's fuck... It's K (fuccbois got two C's)
No it doesn't, it's K (yes it does)
I'll look it up then (ok alright)
I'll look... Ohh... (yeah)
And boys got an "I"
(Yes man... Mark do you even know what a fuccboi is?)
Yes
(It's just that ever since your thirtieth birthday you've been doing a lot to prove how young and hip you are)
That's not true
(Mark you've eaten nothing but memes for a week)
I know what a fuccboi is!
(Prove it!)
[Verse 4]
Every fuccboi is allergic to bananas
And they share a single pair of flannelette pyjamas
In their jackets there are pockets sewn by their mum
In their pockets there are lockets where they hide spare cum
And strobe lights make a fuccboi not see
'Cause fuccbois suffer from epilepsy
And fuccbois can't paint a feature wall
'Cause every fuccboi is only one foot tall
Don't expect a fuccboi to ever call you back
'Cause all of their phones are Ivan Milat
And a fuccboi's advice for IBS is
Eat probiotic yoghurt and reduce daily stress
[Chorus]
Fuccbois fuccbois, I know what they are
If I'm off I bet it's not by far
Fuccbois fuccbois, I'm down with the scene
Google says they were a thing in 2015
Oh fuck!