Have You Checked Your B Hole Lyrics were sung by Tom Cardy from the album Artificial Intelligence and also produced by Tom Cardy himself.
Have You Checked Your B Hole Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When my roommate comes into the room looking for his car keys
I don’t say it yet
And when he gets me off the couch to check underneath the couch cushions
I don’t say it yet, no
And the when he says out loud, “I wonder where my car keys are”
I still don’t say it (I still don’t say it yet)
But then he asks me, “Do you know where my car keys are?”
I look at him in his face and I say
[Chorus]
Have you checked your bu^^hole?
Ski-dap, ba-dap, bu^^hole
I have not seen your keys, but since you’re askin’ me
You better check up that bu^^hole
Of course I’m not serious
I don’t think it’s up inside your big brown business
But a funny thing to say
To someone who’s lost their s^^t and is stressed out visibly
[Verse 2]
When I see the best man start to sweat
I don’t say it yet (Ski-dap, ba-dap)
When I see that little ring-bearer c^nt getting yelled at by his mum
Oh, I still don’t say it
When I see the groom asking the vicar if they can wait just another fifteen minutes
I do not say it (Ski-bap, ba-da)
And when the father of the bride starts organizing an ad-hoc emu bob of the courtyard area
I want to, but I do not say it
It’s the eleventh hour with three hundred congregants under God’s roof
The vicar approaches the mic and suddenly all of the chatter goes mute
He says that they’ve misplaced the rings, could anyone possibly know where they are?
I know it’s my time as all heads turn as I stand and say, “Vicar”
[Chorus]
Have you checked your bu^^hole?
Ski-dap, ba-dap, bu^^hole
I have not seen your ring, but have you checked your ring?
And by ring, I mean bu^^hole
Love is patient, love is kind
But if you ask me where you can find
Literally anything you’ve lost before
I’m gonna suggest that it’s up your bu^^hole
[Bridge]
“Where’s my phone?” Is it up your bu^^hole?
“I lost my loan,” have you checked up your bu^^hole?
“I’m losing my patience,” check your anus
“Where is your cla^^?” Think it’s stuck up your a^^
“I just lost my grandma”
Oh my god, I’m so sorry
“Are you capable of not saying she’s up my a^^hole?”
Of course, my condolences
“I’m not looking for a silly joke right now”
Yeah, yeah… what are you looking for?
“Honestly, just, like, a shoulder to cr—”
[Chorus]
Have you checked your bu^^hole?
Ski-dap, ba-dap, bu^^hole
Maybe you’ll find your dead grandma up there too
Oh, I f^^kin’ got you, bu^^hole
My family hate me
This might be the reason that I’ve got no close friends
f^^kin’ worth it, baby