This song was originally written by a guy called Peter Gutteridge. He was one of the founders of the "Dunedin Sound" a musical scene in the south of New Zealand in the early 80s. From there it was covered by "The Clean" one of the early bands of that scene (he had originally been a member of in it's early days, writing a couple of their best early songs). The Dunedin sound, and the Clean became popular on american college radio in the mid to late 80s. I guess Yo La Tengo heard that version.
Great version of a great song,
I like to get my fuckin' fade on
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh)
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on
But I'm too sexy, I'm like (Ooh)
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like
(Fuckin' war child)
I'm like,
I'm like,
I'm like
I'm like
Up in the club like "What's Up?"
Got a little money, I'mma run a muck
Dudes look at me like "He's drunk"
Girls look at me look at me like "That's whats's up"
Girl you're a dime, I'm a diamond
I'm diggin' that ass like I'm minin'
Dime sack hidden in my beat up truck
Watch my back as I roll this blunt
Sipping on a Miti, I'm like, "Hi"
Boozing vision in my ride, I've freed hiding
So many times I always was a shy guy
Always been a SyFy guy with the tie-dye
Up in the club smoking weed now (I'm like)
So drunk, I can't see now (I'm like)
Charlie Scene in the VIP
And I think these girls want the D now (I'm like)
I like to get my fuckin' fade on
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (ooh)
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on
But I'm too sexy, I'm like (ooh)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Up in the fight, like "Don't front"
Girls you know you wanna have me beat it up
Dudes looking me like "What the fuck?"
Girls look at me look at me like (That's whats's up)
Girl you're a dime, I'm a diamond
I'm lost for words straight, minin'
Dime sack hidden in my beat up truck
Watch my back as I roll this blunt
I like my woman all shapes and size
Big ol' booty make my eye grow wide
She like big dick yet she cannot lie
Sir Dick's-a-lot now I'm your's for the night
Yeah we're sip, sip, sippin' on some bubbly bubbly
Now she lick, lick, lickin' on my chubby, lovely
You know this chick is a funny's honey
She work that ass for the funny money
I like to get my fuckin fade on (Fade on)
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh)
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (Hate on)
But I'm too sexy, I'm like oh (Ooh)
I'm in the club
I'ma party like a war child
I'm getting drunk
Yeah I party like a war child
Show me some love
Girl, let's party like a war child
Now throw it up
Like a motherfuckin' war child!
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like
(Fuckin' war child)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Whoa (I like to get my fuckin' fade on) I'm like
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh) I'm like
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (I'm like)
But I'm too sexy, I'm like (Ooh) I'm like
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh)
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on
But I'm too sexy, I'm like (Ooh)
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like
(Fuckin' war child)
I'm like,
I'm like,
I'm like
I'm like
Up in the club like "What's Up?"
Got a little money, I'mma run a muck
Dudes look at me like "He's drunk"
Girls look at me look at me like "That's whats's up"
Girl you're a dime, I'm a diamond
I'm diggin' that ass like I'm minin'
Dime sack hidden in my beat up truck
Watch my back as I roll this blunt
Sipping on a Miti, I'm like, "Hi"
Boozing vision in my ride, I've freed hiding
So many times I always was a shy guy
Always been a SyFy guy with the tie-dye
Up in the club smoking weed now (I'm like)
So drunk, I can't see now (I'm like)
Charlie Scene in the VIP
And I think these girls want the D now (I'm like)
I like to get my fuckin' fade on
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (ooh)
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on
But I'm too sexy, I'm like (ooh)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Up in the fight, like "Don't front"
Girls you know you wanna have me beat it up
Dudes looking me like "What the fuck?"
Girls look at me look at me like (That's whats's up)
Girl you're a dime, I'm a diamond
I'm lost for words straight, minin'
Dime sack hidden in my beat up truck
Watch my back as I roll this blunt
I like my woman all shapes and size
Big ol' booty make my eye grow wide
She like big dick yet she cannot lie
Sir Dick's-a-lot now I'm your's for the night
Yeah we're sip, sip, sippin' on some bubbly bubbly
Now she lick, lick, lickin' on my chubby, lovely
You know this chick is a funny's honey
She work that ass for the funny money
I like to get my fuckin fade on (Fade on)
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh)
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (Hate on)
But I'm too sexy, I'm like oh (Ooh)
I'm in the club
I'ma party like a war child
I'm getting drunk
Yeah I party like a war child
Show me some love
Girl, let's party like a war child
Now throw it up
Like a motherfuckin' war child!
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like
Like a war child
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like
(Fuckin' war child)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like)
Whoa (I like to get my fuckin' fade on) I'm like
I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh) I'm like
Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (I'm like)
But I'm too sexy, I'm like (Ooh) I'm like
Lyrics submitted by MusicFREAK20
War Child Lyrics as written by Dylan Peter Alvarez Daniel Murillo
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Love this song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAR CHILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!