Lyrics

My buddy Charlie set me up with a lady
Said she was classy but a little bit crazy
I like ‘em classy but I love ‘em crazy
Opened her door and I said hello baby
Then she asked for my help
And I thought good Lord save me

It’s my nail polish I can’t seem to choose
No-Teal Mo-Teal or Peek-a-Blue?
Melon of Troy I just can’t decide
Hands-Off-My-Henna or Likkity Lime?

Pick your poison baby dying to get acquainted
Really don’t mind what shade your nails are painted
Pick your poison you don’t need no transforming
Those legs of yours are causing global warming
Pick your poison baby Pick your poison baby

Finally arrived at Il Ristorante
Lights nice and low over a glass of Chianti
Smooth on man I was in my groove
Dancing away with her sweet baby blues
Then she took a long look
At that Italian menu

Is your linguini gluten free?
Doctor Oz says it gives me allergies
Are the clams in your casino free range?
Slaughtered humanely without too much pain?

Pick your poison baby just a simple dinner
Eating God’s creatures don’t make you no sinner
Pick your poison we’re running out of time
I’m gonna meet my maker ‘fore you
Make make make make make up your mind
Pick your poison baby

Pick your poison baby Pick your poison baby
Back at her place temperature was rising
Good night looming on my horizon
Out she strolled short shorts and sports bra
Said I got something good for you
Then she asked me to try
A little bikram yoga

The key to detox is oodles of sweat
This tortoise pose man it’s better than sex
Don’t you be scared of a little exertion I’m
Lookin’ for flirting getting nothing but hurting

Picked my poison baby sorry to be leaving
This kind of steaming ain’t quite what I was dreaming
Picked my poison must of slipped my mind
I got a date with my boy Charlie
Under that Bud Light sign treat him to a
Piece piece piece piece piece of my mind

I picked my poison baby
I picked my poison baby
I picked my poison baby
I picked my poison baby
I picked my poison baby