Lyrics
I m telling you boys you re all gonna go to hell, hell is a place and it ain t that swell Go, if you steal you cheat
I m telling you boys, hell is a place and it ain t that swell, and tons of tank tops too because
elvis is the devil himself
you re gonna go to hell
You re gonna go to hell, you better pack your bags with lots of shorts
you re all gonna go to hell
I said a good for nothing, you re gonna go to hell
They don t help old ladies across the street, i hope you look good with horns and a tail
I m telling you boys, you re gonna go to hell
I hope you look good with horns and a tail, you lie you fight Hell, you re gonna go to hell
you re gonna go to hell
A lake of fire and brimstone instead of a pool, you re gonna go to hell, and have a goatee and grow long hair
party with the women staying out late at night
Like elvis does with ants in his pants, they don t help old ladies across the street
you lie you fight
so if you shake that booty when you re dancing
And have a goatee and grow long hair, well hell it ain t great it ain t that keen
You lie you fight, across the stage that makes all the girls swoon and swirl, a dirty rotten stealing lying cheating son of a gun
and run around half naked in the nude
you better pack your bags with lots of shorts
And it s really really hot it ain t that cool, well hell it ain t great it ain t that keen Go, you re gonna go to hell
and you listen to that darn rock and roll
i m telling you boys you re all gonna go to hell
if you re rude and crude and lude
And tons of tank tops too because, i hope you look good with horns and a tail Ryan, if you re rude and crude and lude
Across the stage that makes all the girls swoon and swirl, elvis is the devil himself
I m telling you boys, and you re a low-down
So if you shake that booty when you re dancing, across the stage that makes all the girls swoon and swirl Ryan, you re gonna go to hell
A dirty rotten stealing lying cheating son of a gun, and it s really really hot it ain t that cool
The people ain t nice they re downright mean, and run around half naked in the nude
And you listen to that darn rock and roll, as he shimmy shakes his rear end quakes
And have a goatee and grow long hair, and run around half naked in the nude
If you re rude and crude and lude, the people ain t nice they re downright mean, if you steal you cheat
like elvis does with ants in his pants
Well hell it ain t great it ain t that keen, you re gonna go to hell
i m telling you boys
so if you shake that booty when you re dancing
As he shimmy shakes his rear end quakes, like elvis does with ants in his pants, a dirty rotten stealing lying cheating son of a gun
or say howdy do to everyone they meet
You re gonna go to hell, if you steal you cheat RubberBand, you better pack your bags with lots of shorts
So if you shake that booty when you re dancing, a lake of fire and brimstone instead of a pool
And run around half naked in the nude, across the stage that makes all the girls swoon and swirl
You re gonna go to hell, they don t help old ladies across the street
And you listen to that darn rock and roll, you re gonna go to hell
Elvis is the devil himself, and you give up church and you give up prayer
party with the women staying out late at night
You re gonna go to hell, the people ain t nice they re downright mean Go, so if you shake that booty when you re dancing
You lie you fight, across the stage that makes all the girls swoon and swirl, you re all gonna go to hell
You better pack your bags with lots of shorts, you re gonna go to hell Shupe, and have a goatee and grow long hair