Lyrics Chiquita Chaser

Maybe just because I was newly washed like
Brandon Walsh you took notice of me
You thought I was a rockstar, some gangster
or a bowlingstar
I don't believe you babe

You're not the only one who thinks I am a chiquita dude
Well I'm afraid I'm not that rude

I took you to the A-house and even to the punkpalats
Those trips made you throw up
And after a few nights you took off to the holm of asps
That's where you belong

When it comes to you it's hard to have a open
mind
So I just have one advice say...

Walt Jabsco, Walt Jabsco
Now that's what I call rude
He's the man he's a superdude