Oh No! Not Another BJ Experience Album [Deluxe Edition]

by The BJ Experience

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The aptly titled album was the first to be produced by an outsider, Professor Parkinson and the Shakey Shakes. The results are the most diverse and best recorded album by the band. The album recalls the What Experience? We Have None album and despite a CD release concert and promotional tour, the sales were disapointing. Probably too polished for most BJ Experience fans, it is regarded as the best by many closely associated with the band.

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released October 8, 2002

Produced by Professor Parkinson & The Shakey Shakes.

Recorded at Ghetto Ass Studios, Aventura, FL & Carrot Shack, September 2002.

Mixed and mastered at Skin Port by Professor Parkinson & Con Con. Additional mastering done by Roger Houdaille at Dippy Studios.

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Track Name: The Party Must Go On
No more, why is it over?
I was having so much fun…
Up all night sleep all day party my way
Why did the party have to go bye-bye?
Why don’t the party come back to me?

Oh, how sad, everybody’s gone
I think I’m gonna cry
Does this mean it’s over?
Should I just turn into a grown-up now?
Is the party finished? No.

The party must go on!
It can’t stop. No matter what!

Not even if she left
My favorite redhead left
She went to New Orleans to a different kind of a party
This Miami scene wont cutting it no more, no more
I’m going to turn into a tomato? No. Why?

‘Cuz the party must go on!
It can never stop!
It must go on and on and on

We’re gonna party ‘till the break of dawn
We’re gonna party every day
We’re gonna do everything my way
‘Cuz I said the party will go on

Dicky dicky dicky - icky dicky dough
I’m gonna party you ‘till you call me Moe
You’ll call me that I’ll call you Joe
Wanna call her Moe, gonna call me “oh” yo!
Track Name: Sweet Barry
Oh sweet Barry
Look at you now
You're the sweetest thing I ever did see

Devil in disguise
Yea-that's what you are
You’re breaking hearts all over the see

Come on sweet Barry
Don’t you treat me that way
Don’t you push me off that bridge tonight

Oh sweet Barry
Wanna go to a park and play?
Let's go slide down this slide

Ohh - Ohh - Ohh
sweet Barry!

Oh sweet Barry
they call you berry punch
That’s the stupidest name I ever heard

Who named you that?
Anyway
You need to go find them and give them the bird

Ohh - Ohh - Ohh
sweet Barry!!

Oh sweet Barry
You wanna go to a party?
You wanna go drink some mudslides?

Come on sweet Barry
Let’s go on a trip
Let’s go to places never seen

Ohh - Ohh - Ohh
sweet Barry!!!
Track Name: Greens
Going to the store
So lonely
Will you go to the store with me?
To buy some materials

Going to toss some salad tonight
Toss salad all right
Toss salad with me, I’ll tough salad with you (laughs)

I need to toss some salad
I need to toss it not now
I’m getting ready to toss some salad
Will toss mine after I’m done
Toss salad tonight

Please toss it
Toss my
Salad, ooh ooh
Toss this salad!
Toss it… toss it… salad… Tossed salad

Toss salad with me
I’ll toss salad with you
Toss salad tonight
Toss salad all right
Ahhhhh
Toss salad with me
Toss salad with you
Toss salad with me
Tossing the salad all night long
Toss my salad and my greens
Toss my salad and my chicken
Baby, I need it tossed… ah!
Oooh, oooh. Oooh oooh oooh.
Toss my salad tonight
Track Name: Bloopy In The Kitchen – Barber In The John
Bloopy in the kitchen
Barber in the john
Bloopy cooks, Barber crap x2

Bloopy's downstairs trying to figure out what's for dinner
Barber's upstairs taking a crap, oh shit

Bloopy's downstairs trying to figure out what he's gonna cook for dinner
Barber is upstairs, oh no it really smells

Bloopy wants to know who to invite for dinner
Barber is upstairs he's overflowing the toilet

Bloopy is gonna cook asparagus but who is he gonna invite for dinner
Barber ays "call the plumber!"
Oh yeah "I'll call the plumber, he can come over for dinner
Track Name: Junk In The Trunk
Test test
Yo yo yo yo yo oh
Oh, what was that? Yo. Damn
Oh what
Was that some junk in the trunk?
Oh I got it for you
You want some junk in the trunk?
I got some junk in the trunk
Yo, my baby got some junk in the trunk
Uh huh… ah one, ah two
And a one, two, three, four

Yo hot momma, pretty baby
Look at you walking down the street today
You got big butts, big big what?
I said looks like you got some junk in the trunk
Lookin’ pretty good, oh my god
Look at you now, look at that butt
Thong, thong, thong
I see a thong
Green and white
Red, white and blue
Come on, sing it!

All I want is a girl with a little junk in the trunk Ooo yeah
All I need is a girl with a little junk in the trunk Ooo yeah

Break it down
Break it down drummer boy, break it down.

Yo you know what I’m talking about
You know what I’m talking about
BJ in the house is talking about junk in the trunk
I want some junk in the trunk. Yo yo yo
I like that girl over there she got the junk in the trunk
Oh but that mama, mama, yo you got too much junk in the trunk
400 pounds is a little too much for me
I’m 130 pounds soaking wet
You know I’m not talking about that much
And you, you got too little junk in the trunk
I need a little more than that
And I love junk on top
Yeah you look good honey – look at you
Yeah bounce those things, yeah junk on top!
Whoa yeah, yeah honey, yeah
But the junk in the trunk… oh that’s that
Whoa yo - she got that that g g g string on
Whoa whoa whoa oh honey
Oh… What you gonna say?

All I want is a girl with a little junk in the trunk Ooo yeah
All I need is a girl with a little junk in the trunk Ooo yeah
Track Name: Sophisticated Rock Chick
She ain’t no dumb bimbo
She’s just the opposite she's rock n roll
She ain’t crazy she's out of control
Maybe insane-but she's professional

(Chorus)
At 5 feet tall
You’d think she know it all
Sophisticated rock chick!

She’ll tingle your bones
With her powerful voice
Sophisticated rock chick!!

She’ll help you type up your resume
She goes out of her way to do the nice things
She’ll tell you what's wrong with you and not miss a beat
'Cuz that’s the way she’s just meant to be... (Chorus)

(Bridge)
I can call her anytime of day
Can talk to her when things don’t go my way
She’ll listen with the most of patience
One day she'll be on the radio station...

She’s not just a foxy momma
Her hair is not really blond
She’s smart as a cookie – She’s gotta big booty
But we’re all lucky to have her as a buddy… (Chorus)

Sophisticated rock chick 5x
Track Name: I'm Just A Gringo
Olay!
Ha!
Weehoo... here we go!

(This one goes out to BJ wherever you are)

Oye te puedo interesar en algo
Senor quieres pastel de queso
La gra-grasa te mejora la tu cuerpo
Y la la las chicas de van adorar
Estas muy delgado y de eso es confiado
Te vas a ponder gordo, flaco
Si te vean las chicas te van a comer algo
mas que tu pastelito : madre de dios

Hey, I’m just a gringo
I don’t know what you’re saying
Come on man
I’m a gringo – leave me alone!
What? What is that you’re talking about?
Your mouth is moving but I don’t know what’s coming out
‘Cuz I’m a gringo
No que pasa! What’s que pasa?

BJ te quiere esa chica ahí conocer mejor tu boca
Aunque ella era un el en el día de ayer, no te pongas peculiar
Hoy es todo mujer para ti
Te puedo asegurar con una banana espectacular
El platinan se murió – las rosas sembrado
Vaya y haga el amor amor amor amor

Hey, I’m just a gringo
I don’t know what you’re saying
I’m just a gringo – leave me alone!
You know? What are you saying…
Be-jota what? Be-Jota? What’s a Be-jota?
My name is BJ, don’t call me Be-jota
I’m a gringo I don’t know what you’re saying
USA… suck it baby…
Americano, Americano
Get out of here, ‘cuz I’m a gringo
Yeah, and what?

Yo is this my time to express myself? It is?
Why don’tcha tell me that man – I’m a gringo man
You can’t just let me guess things man
You gotta tell me every step of the way
You know how gringos are these days
We’re not like these Latinos yo
The “Oye!” “Que pasa”
Oye my man, come on
This is me, I know I live in Miami
But that don’t mean I gotta speak the language
Right? Do you agree with me?
“Ughh… I just work here man”
Hey. Whatever.
Listen the point is, I’m a gringo I don’t know what they’re saying
I want them to leave me alone so I can go on my gringo way, uhhuh
What was that?

Wow that was pretty, uh, fast.
Too fast for a gringo I’ll tell you that much!
Track Name: You're Not A Man, You're A Jackass
You really piss me off
You talk so much crap
You think you are all that
You’re nothing but a piece of crap
You think you’re mister cool
You need to go back to school
You have no idea
Of what I’m going to do to you

You’re not a man – You’re a jackass
That’s all I gotta say to you 2x

I have better friends than you
You can’t compete with me
I’m the man and you’re not
And that really pisses you off
You need to get back on your overalls
Telling everyone about me
You might as well keep talking
Cuz I bake sweeter cookies than you

You’re not a man – You’re a jackass
That’s all I gotta say to you 2x
Track Name: I Don't Wanna Party Without You
Lonely night
Something’s missing
Watching T.V.
I’m not really listening

Walking to the CVS
That girl in a dress
Reminds me of you

I don’t wanna party without you
Life is so boring without you
Eating cheesecake just ain’t good without you
I don’t wanna party without you
Life is so boring without you
I can’t play my piano without you

Hanging out on the street corner
I wish I had a quarter (and a dime)
So I can give you a call

The days pass by so slowly
I hold my pillow so closely
One day-we'll party together... (Chorus)

I got a show
You just don’t know
What going to the party would do to me

(Chorus)
Track Name: If You Saw Tay On Anything It'll Taste Good
If you saw Tay on anything it’ll taste good
If you saw Tay on anything it’ll taste good

I sauté
Without any clothes on
I sauté

You can put a Tay on anything
It’s so damn good it makes me wanna sing
Uhh uh uh

If you saw Tay on anything it’ll taste good
If you saw Tay on anything it’ll taste good

I sauté
Without any of my clothes on
I sauté

You can put a Tay on anything
It’s so damn good it makes me wanna sing
Mmm hmm hmm

I love vegetables yes I do
I love vegetables and so do you
Broccoli, bean sprouts, tofu yeah!

If you saw Tay

Chicken! My friend, where have you been?
Sautéing?

If you saw Tay on anything it’ll taste good

Hey Bobby, it’s me your daddy
Roberto… I saw you on the ESPN… Bobby?
Where you going?

If you saw Tay on anything it’ll taste good
If you sauté on anything it’ll taste good

I saw Tay. You sauté?
Track Name: Cut The Pickle
Now let me say this
Pickles are good - in garlic
But pickles aren’t good when playing with them
I like to eat....pickles!
I don't like to play with...pickles!
Unlike some people
Yea, now

When I’m talking' about "cutting' the pickle"
I mean-erase the pickle
Don’t go ahead keep talking' about,
"Oh-I wanna stick the pickle down my pants.."
So cut the pickle

Cut the pickle 2x

“Bwah!”… shut up chicken
Bout a pickle not a chicken

Cut the pickle
Tickle Tickle
Cut the pickle
Cut the pickle

Tickle tickle
Wickle wickle
Speaking of tickle tickle
Cut the pickle

No don’t cut the chicken, cut the pickle
Cut the, cut the pickle

Cut the pickle 3x

Cut the, cut the pickle…
Track Name: Miss You
March 26, 2002
I got the call that woke me up
That changed my world
The voice on the phone
Said that your pain was through
And that you'd be happy up in the sky so blue

But I couldn’t help it
Feeling lost without ya
You were someone special
Someone that was so true

I miss you
I miss you
I miss you

Life as we know it
Must go on
But I can’t stop
Thinking about you

Our friendship was
Something that was strong
You we're playin’ in my band
And everything was so fine

Now were makin’ plans
Plans for the future
Wishing you were here
Its not easy being in a picture
Without you in the center frame

I miss you
I miss you
I miss you

March 27, 2002
I never imagined would be without you
I world is not quite as blue
But I know that your pain is through
I remember where we used to run together
And believing' we'd have so much fun forever
I felt like I never had a clue
How I could ever save you….

I miss you
Track Name: Dance With Grandmama
Child: Grandma, grandma, why does everybody have their hands in the air like that?
Grandma: Oh child that’s that BJ sound. Oh that’s right you…
Mother: Quiet, quiet. Here comes the announcer. Everybody quiet.

Dance with Grandmama

She’s old you know – Dance with Grandmama

She’s got some experience
Not the BJ Experience
But she’s got some experience
Track Name: Love@Aol.com '02
You wake up in the morning and you run to your computer
Go through the personals and try to pick a winner
But you can't believe it's already time for dinner
Oh well! You can't leave, you're just gonna have to get thinner

Chorus:
It's Love@Aol, it's got you under it's spell
It's Love@Aol, and you can't leave your Dell
It's Love@Aol, you might learn how to spell
It's Love@Aol, where there is no hell

You don't have any real friends and you don't care to
Just as long as you can send an e-mail or two
You don't want to eat or drink You don't even care if you turn into a sheep
Just as long as you go to Love@Aol.com