It's nine o'clock down at Jabba's place
The regular crowd waddles in
There's a weird thing sitting next to me
It has three eyes and mottled grey skin.

Fett says Max can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's haunting and sweet and if you miss a beat
This carbine will blow off your nose.

La la la, de de da
La da de de da, da dum...

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band
Sing us a song tonight
'Cause we're all in the mood for a melody
Except Solo, who's in carbonite.

Now Jabba the Hutt is a friend of mine
He gives me my life for free
And because he's a Hutt, why, we all kiss his butt
Or the rancor will have us for tea.

He said "Bo Shuda, offom da Tukatti!"
As he stuffed a frog into his face
But we don't know a woid, 'cause he shot the talkdroid
So we'll smile and nod, just in case.

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band
Sing us a song tonight
'Cause we're all in the mood for a melody
Except Solo, who's in carbonite.

Sy Snootles is our favourite vocalist
Her face, it ain't launching no ships.
Don't know why it behove her to go kiss a hoover
But that's how she got those wierd lips.

A Gammorean guard is headbutting bricks
As another one gnaws on a bone
And I don't know which has less intelligence
Either those two big thugs or the stone.

Oh, La la la da, de de da
La la de de da, da dum...

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band
Sing us a song tonight
'Cause we're all in the mood for a melody
Except Solo, who's in carbonite.

It's a pretty good crowd, here at Jabba's place
It's a killing, that's why we're all here
We'll sail over the dune to the pit of Carkoon
And we'll toss someone in with a cheer.

'Cause we've got a new droid on the pedestal
And a man in black's come in the door
He just pointed a gun over Salicious Crumb
And then promptly fell through the floor.

Oh, La la la da, de de da
La la de de da, da dum...

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band
Sing us a song tonight
For the last of the Jedi is down below
And the rancor is gripping him tight