Bad Lip Reading - Bushes of love

Hey, how did my father died?

49 times we fought that beast,
Your old man and me.
It had a chicken head with duck feet
With a woman's face too.
(Aw, that's rad!)
And it was waiting in the bushes for us,
Then it ripped off your dad's face.
He was screaming something awful.
In fact there was this huge mess and I had to change the floors.
(The floors?)
You see, his blood it drained into the boards,
And I had to change 'em,

But we all got a chicken-duck-woman thing
Waiting for us.
Everyday I worry all day
About what's waiting in the bushes of love
'Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love
Everyday I worry all day about what's waiting in the bushes of love
Something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love

Yo, never knew my dad,
He didn't care about me.
Dead horizon is all my macro-binoculars see
Moisture-farming all my life and not a drop spilt
My aunt and uncle, double suns,
and sippin' blue milk
My aunt and uncle, double suns,
I'm sick of blue milk.

But then a desert hobo came and told me
We all got a chicken-duck-woman thing waiting for us

Everyday I worry all day
About what's waiting in the bushes of love
'Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love
Everyday I worry all day about what's waiting in the bushes of love
Something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love

Hold me, when I open like a flower
Hold me right
Yeah I ain't had to bake for a girl in a long time
A long time
I think my cooking's awesome
I've got her picture in my photo wagon
Ha ha keep it poppin'
Yeah, she'd probably love to honky tonk
(She'd probably love to honky tonk)
That's what I said. Mmmmm
(Waiting for us)

I used to ride across the desert
You know, I used to glide on my speeder
I pray that I don't find what I don't want to find
Waitin' for me 'round the corner oh no no
(Waiting for us)

used to ride across the desert
You know, I used to glide on my speeder
I pray that I don't find any more
Crispy bodies by the door.

49 times. Yeah, it was 49 times
And now it might be waiting for you
Could be hidding behind this scrap pile
That's just a big cow
I know you really want someone to hold you
But we all got a chicken-duck-woman thing waiting for us

Everyday I worry all day
About what's waiting in the bushes of love
Something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love
Everyday I worry all day
(All day)
About what was waiting in the bushes of love
Something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love

Everyday I worry all day
About what's waiting in the bushes of love
Something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love
Everyday I worry all day about what's waiting
In the bushes of love
Something's waiting in the bushes for us
Something's waiting in the bushes of love


Luke: I had a dream! This chick girl kept kissing me over and over.
Obi Wan: Oh. Yeah, well.. There's something I gotta tell you about her, just remind me later.