I look at my watch to find out The right time of day I look at her libido Hey, hey, hey I'm gonna get off and come home And roll...
Come on and blow your mind You're outta time Beat your chest Join in like all the rest Shoot 'em up Hey, hey, hey, yes Hey hey, hey, yeah Seems...
Humdinger, bell ringer Got a nasty stinger, to slow you down Mud slinger, gold digger Who point the finger, an' do you down Kicking and a-fighting on the T.V. show...
I see trouble coming later Well I'm coming to a boil Sliding, going rogue From a lift, come on down We're going to roll right out I'm a fighting fool...
I got a big, fat Cadillac built for you I got a honk that'll blow the avenue Got a hard enough kicking, now bend my thing Got a sugar looking...
Honey, do you love me? Love me like you do Honey, won't you come outside and play? If you dare If you dare, yeah Honey, do you love me? Love...
A rolling rock, electric shocks She gives a lickin' that don't stop She light 'em up, push you 'round Smokin' rings goin' 'round and 'round Her hot potatoes Will elevate...
I like to slip into something good I see a young girl in the neighborhood The way she move, I must confess I'd like to run my hands up and...
Hey, what's the furor? Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street Await the coming of The Lord Hanging 'round with them low down and dirties Bringing order...
Some people say I'm only out at night Maybe those folks might've got it right And some people say I drive a Cadillac car Or sell my wares haunting hotel...