I was controlled and repressed
And restricted, an only child
But now I've got my own apartment
And the parties can sure get wild!

I spread some mats on the floor
And I break out the canned whipped cream
It makes the craziest fiesta
Law enforcement has ever seen!

So if you'd like to see some greasy grime
Gross disorder and sleazy slime
You'll smell no Lysol or bactericide
At my house, at my house

I'm just not into basic cleanliness
Check it out, it's a filthy mess
Been ten years since I mopped the floor
At my house, at my house

Wo-oo-oo-oo---at my house
Wo-oo-oo-oo---at my house
Wo-oo-oo-oo-hoo-oo-oo-hoo-oo-oo..........

My Momma taught me that Spic-'n'-Span
And Godliness were akin
And having dishes stacked high
In the sink, it was a mortal sin!

But now two cats and three dogs
And six hamsters clean up after me
There might be a little poop
On the floor, so step carefully!

And if you'd like to see some greasy grime
Gross disorder and sleazy slime
You'll smell no Lysol or bactericide
At my house, at my house

I'm just not into basic cleanliness
Check it out, it's a filthy mess
Waltz right in through the broken door
To my house, to my house

At my house
At my house
At my house

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