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Tristan Cisneros is currently busking all over the United States, in an attempt to stay fed, clothed, and in nicotine. He is searching for a higher quality way of recording music.
Story behind the song
Freestyle. Hit record, and what ever happened, happened.
You can hear the Super-Bowl post-game show in the background. As well as Joey flipping shit while I was saying his name over and over.
Lyrics
Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey, he's the buddy, Joey.
What's up, the Joey? What's up you Joey?
What's up ya Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey, Joe?
*Jooooooooooooh*
Joey plays with his toys,
and then he runs around.
He runs around and picks up stuff he finds on the ground.
Then he wants a cookie,
then he wants some cheese,
he's the cutest puppy, and he's so hard to please.
Joey likes to howl, and he likes that stuff.
Balls, balls, balls, balls, balls, balls, balls.
He bites people, hurts their children, and he bites their faces.
He is the Joe, and he is the Joe.
Joey likes the pizza,
and the kitties,
and the puppies,
and the outside,
and the walk,
and the ride
and the stuff
He is the Joe, and he's such a good the Joe, and he's the Joe.
The Joey Joey Joe Joe Joe.
Joey runs around,
and then he runs around,
and then after that he runs around.
Oh he's the Joe.
