Sam 'n' Max Disco Lyrics

Hey, Max. Max.
Max. Max. (Max, Max, Max...)
Me, me, me!
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me! Me! Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Max, Max, Max...)
Me! Me! Me!
Max.
Max: Sam, either termites are burrowing through my skull or one of us is ticking.
Sam: Oops! Oh yeah, Max, where should I put this so it doesn't hurt anyone we know or care about?
Max: Out the window, Sam. There's nothing but strangers out there.
Me! (Max.)
Me! (Max.)
Me! (Max.)
Me! (Max.)
Me! Me! Me!
Me! (Max.)
Me! (Max.)
Me! (Max.)
Me! (Max, Max, Max...)
Me! Me! Me!
Sam: You're such an adorable urchin, Max. I hope there was nobody on that bus.
Max: Nobody we know, at least.
Sam: Cash: never leave home without it.
Max: Yeah, we may need it to bribe slippery government officials.
Hey, Max. Max.
Max. Max. (Max, Max, Max...)
Hey, Max. Max.
Max. Max. (Max, Max, Max...)
Me, me, me!
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me! Me! Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Me!)
Max. (Max, Max, Max...)
Me! Me! Me!
Max, hey... (Me!) Hey!
Max, hey... (Me!) Hey!
Max, hey... (Me!) Hey!
Max, hey... (Me! Me! Me! Me!)
Sam: It's a platinum record Bumpus's got for "Let's Drink Beer and Shoot Things". It's a gold record for Bumpus's "Heaven's Just Like Texas Except that There's No Taxes". Conroy's first eight-track tape, "Flushed Down the Toilet of Love". It's a gold record for Conroy's runaway hit, "Broken-Hearted Roadkill on the Highway of Romance". Oh, the platinum record Conroy got for his all-time hit, "Smile when You Say That, You Rock'n'Rollin' Wimp". Bumpus got this gold record for "Daddy's Two-Steppin' in His Two-Foot Grave". It's hard to believe that he's sold a million of "Tobacco Spit Blues". It's a gold record for Conroy's breakthrough hit, "Two-Fisted Beer-Drinking Gun-Toting Hard-Loving Fast-Driving Country-Western Liverpudlian."
Max: I'm impressed.
Hey, Sam! (Hey what?)
Hey, Sam! (Hey what?)
Hey, Sam! (Hey what?)
Hey, Sam! (Hey what?)
Hey, Sam! (What?)
Max: I'm ripe with anticipation.
Sam: I thought I smelt something.
Max: That's gross, Sam.
Sam: Okay, I'm over the shock now.
Max: I'm not, but I'm sure my gentle naivite will survive.
Sam: Well, bye.