Ruby and I are working on an album and music video for our first single Hungry Ass. In the meantime we wanted share some lyrics born from Ruby’s recent visit to the midwest and too much cherry vodka.  Here’s a link to an instrumental version of Hungry Eyes to get you in the mood.  Feel free to sing along.  We’re sure your boss will be impressed.

I’ve been meaning to tell you

I’ve got this feelin just won’t pass

You’ve been causing some chaffing

And I am not sure it’s gas

I’ve got hungry ass

My panties are stuck up in my crevasse

I’ve got hungry ass

On the potato chips I should have passed

I’ve got hungry ass

I want to pick you but it’s too deep

Between my butt cheeks you seem to creep

Munchin my jeans

Like an eatin’ machine

For my hungry ass

My panties are stuck up in my crevasse

I’ve got hungry ass

On the potato chips I should have passed

And I’ve got hungry ass

Now I’m not sure it’s gas

Out of my hungry ass

I need you to stop

Or my ass is going to pop

I’ve got hungry ass

On this meal I cannot pass

I’ve got hungry ass

I try to quit you but it cannot last

And I’ve got hungry ass

Now I’ve got pants in my crack

Of my hungry ass

Did I take you for some foie grass

With my hungry ass

RIP Patrick Swayze, may you be chilling with other Tai Chai practicing bouncers and teaching the camp kids hot dance routines for all eternity.