[Milk]

I, always hated hickeys all around my neck

But it was feelin pretty good so what, the heck

The hickey went on, and I went home

I tried to brush it off then I used a comb

The comb didn't work it got bigger, and redder

Giz said, "Yo Milk man you shouldn'ta let her"

But I did Giz, and now I gotta get it off

I tried lotion but it just got soft

The hours went on, and on, and on

Man - I wish the hickey was gone

But it wasn't, and, my girl was comin over

I needed a plan, to try to get over

So I called King of Chill I said, "What's up man?

Got a hickey on my neck, I need a plan"

He said, "Yo Milk why don't you bust a turtleneck?"

I said that's wack but what, the heck

I ran to my room but I couldn't find one

Then like Star Trek, _The Search_ begun

I ran through my house from the bottom to the top

I got a bright idea, I'll ask pop

I ran to dad, I said, "What's up D?

I need a turtleneck, to cover this hickey"

He said, "Oh son that just won't work;

you'll feel real hot and you'll look like a jerk"

I said, "Okay - then what's your advice?"

He said, "Go into the freezer, and get a piece of ice"

I said a piece of ice, to put on my neck?

It sounds real cold but what, the heck

I went into the freezer, and did what he said

I hope it would 'ork, or else I'd be dead

I put the ice on and I waited, and waited

The hickey was gone - it faded, it faded

The time was then for my girl to appear

At the count of three, what did I hear?



One.. [scratch].. two [scratch] three



It was the bell, as you can tell

As I opened the door, my eyes did swell

As I, saw somethin I thought I never would see

My girl chillin there with a great big hickey

I punched her in the mouth her lip I did wreck

That's how I felt so what, the heck?

What, the heck?



[dub instrumental of entire song repeats, minus Milk vocals]