Robert Lund I Got Crabs From Darth Vader
Blame it all on Artoo
Said the girl from Naboo
'Cause I followed him into that bar
A couple of drinks
And soon Jar Jar Binks
Was the best thing 'bout Star Wars so far
I had blue milk and Jack
With this guy dressed in black
He was strong, dark, and seven-foot-three
But when I went home with
The Lord of the Sith
That's not all that went home with me!
'Cause I got crabs from Darth Vader
When he took me back to his star freighter
And used the Force
On me, of course
But now I itch like a Tusken Raider
Shoulda never played with his light saber!
Oh, I got crabs
From Darth Vader!
She said, I got a butt
Like Jabba the Hutt
But Darth said he'd love to clone me
He's not bad at nookie -
He roared like a Wookiee
Through episodes one, two, and three
But at double-sunrise
He grabbed his disguise
And dumped me in Tatooine's sand
Hope that freak went to bake
In that big lava lake
That's my last one-Jedi-Knight stand!
'Cause I got crabs from Darth Vader
When I got too close to that dictator
He said, I'll get you
And Lei-ya too
I love that sound from his respirator
But now I need an exterminator!
'Cause I got crabs
From Darth Vader!
All the freaks in Mos Eisley sing along:
I got crabs from Darth Vader
When he took me back to his star freighter
And used the Force
On me, of course
But now I itch like a Tusken Raider
Shoulda never played with his light saber!
Oh, I got crabs
From Darth Vader!