Like a fly to doo-doo
You need me like a bird needs wings
A little pony foo-foo who gets to put the veal mask
So all the kids can sing

Call me El Jefe, El Primo de los Matadores
The master of the metaphor, char to a troubadour
One you′ve come to love and adore
And I've come to take you away!

Take you away, take you away, take you away
Take you away, take you away, take you away

I′ll make you go cuckoo
Like a baby that's scared to rap a four
I'll just kiss your little poo-poo
Make it better than it′s ever been before

Call me El Jefe, El Primo de los Matadores
The master of the metaphor, char to a troubadour
One you′ve come to love and adore
And I've come to take you away!

Take you away, take you away, take you away
Take you away, take you away, take you away

I′ll take you away now
I'll take you away now
I′ll take you away now
I'll take you away now

Can you do the two-step flesh torch slide?
Well, I′ll teach you
Can you do the hanky-panky armpit dance?
Well, I'll teach you
Can you do the two-step flesh torch slide?
Well, I'll teach you
Can you do the hanky-panky armpit dance?
Well, I′ll teach you

Call me El Jefe, boss and the hitman
And I′ve come to take you away
Call me El Jefe, boss and el capitan
And I've come to take you away, hey!