Hi, I'm John Waters, and this is the Creep
When you’re out at a club and you see a fly girl
Do the creep haaaa
Do the creep haaaa
And if you wanna make friends at the ATM
Do the creep haaaa
And do the creep haaaa
Well we got a new dance, so get up on your feet
It’s real easy to do and it’s called the creep
Let your hands flop round like a marionette
Pop your knees up and down sh sh shakin’ your neck
Now pull your waistband up like you expecting a flood
And stick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud
Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them peepers
Put this in your speakers, you a certified creeper
When you see a country peach laying out at the beach
Do the creep haaaa
And do the creep haaaa
And when a fine PYT walks in front of your tree
Do the creep haaaa
And do the creep haaaa
I was six years old when I started creeping
My parents took it to their room and I started peeping
You can imagine their surprise when they lifted their heads
And saw my little ass creeping at the foot of the bed
And they knew I was a creep since the day I was born
Get popping out my momma like some kettle corn
And the doctor saw my head and he starting freaking
Cause I came clean and I came out creeping
When I was a girl, I creeped in the boys locker room
Hide deep inside, it was my little creep stalker room
As they dis robed I was oogling and ogling
Little did they know that for me they was modeling
And I would laugh ha ha ha ha ha haha
And they would dance la la la la lalala laaa
So pop pop pop your peepers and turn out your sneakers
Don’t sleep, come and get ya creep on with me
Go get ya sweating off ya bride at her wedding
Do the creep haaaa
And do the creep haaaa
But when you sneak into a wake and you see a beefcake
Do the creep haaaa
And do the creep haaa
When the judge is a hottie and you can’t control your body
Do the creep haaaa
And do the creep haaa
So get ya knees flexin’ and your arms T rexin’
Do the creep haaaa
And do the creep haaa
And don’t forget to smile