One, two, three, four, oh Moonlight on a sleepy town The double vision spins around Every other day is a holiday Not sure what we're celebrating anyway But it's all coming back again Mondi and The Cracker Make me feel like a gangster in Paris My dick getting sucked by candlelight The crumbling beauty with the seashell eyes And I'm never going back again Bring out the good stuff An old-fashioned reminder to forget While the antichrist is giving me some bad ideas Nothing left to do but to hear him out I'm a real good listener Pick you up in the limousine And you don't know exactly what I mean When I answer, who's the greatest of all time John and Mark Wright, let me sip the wine As we listen to the Big D Every other day is a holiday Not sure what we're celebrating anyway Every other day is a holiday Not sure what we're celebrating anyway But I'm getting the hang of it Yeah I'm getting the hang of it Every other day