Uploaded on Jul 12, 2009
Friendship or Obsession? You be the judge!
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Best Comment Awards:
"Hahah loved it! I am literally naming my child Rupert."
"If Rupert is all that, then I want to know how many licks does it takes to get to the center of a Tootse Pop and the answer better not be three."
Yo, this song right here is for my boy Rupert. If y'all don't already know who he is by now y'all got some explaining to do.
His name is Rupert, he goes by Rupert.
He's really super, he's super duper!
He hunts at night, he feasts on mice and rodents,
But during the day, yo we always chill like homies.
We jamming out, just playing some old school Creed,
I'm playing rhythm, he's soloing out on lead.
We in a band-yo, It's called "The Rupert" band-yo.
He gives himself all the credit 'cause he's a hoe fo sho.
We skateboard together, alternate and switch,
He just landed a McTwist, a McDonalds sandwhich.
We straight up tight like a tiger, BFFs 'til the end,
We constantly be gettin' mistaken for Barbie and Ken.
Yo we a great duet, karaoke prodigies,
He takes my breath away, singing ABBA dancing queen.
Young and sweet, only 17,
They do not make 'em like that anymore, its such a shame
And the only place we ever go is to Blockbuster,
Rent Fever Pitch every night, with a bottle of mustard.
And when we go there, Rupert rides V.I.P.
We discuss extreme weather like Tsunamis and shit.
I just cooked Rupert special breakfast in bed,
Two strips of bacon with some scrambled eggs.
No sausage links, though he likes that food,
He's much too terrified of catching the Swine Flu.
So yeah he's smarter than your average dude,
Valedictorian at the age of two.
Trig and calc in his sleep... he's extremely smart,
His IQ is reminiscent of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
Sometimes you just wouldn't believe the things that I've heard,
One time this kid asked me "Why you doodling with that bird?"
For that I roundhoused his gut, karate chopped his shin,
smashed his lava lamp to pieces then apologized to him.
We participate in recreational things all of the time,
Hunting doves, playing life, and then we wine and dine.
Engaging in putt putt mini golf gives me the urge,
To go to the Home and Garden section of Wal-Mart and splurge.
We sometimes bathe together, but he just chills with me,
He doesn't peek he closes his eyes so he cannot see.
Hold on his eyes don't shut, wait that means he's seen me naked.
Wow, I wish I knew that sooner I feel slightly violated.
Well Fever Pitch is starting now so I'm going to cut this off,
I'm downing Tylenol for an uncontrollable cough.
Rupert's sitting on a microwave rockin' the fleece,
But we blasting off now yo we out this piece!
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