Okay, this guy walks into a bar No, I'm just, I'm just fuckin' with you, I'm kiddin' No, there's this, this young bull and this old bull And they're standin
Take one more step and it's over Back up slowly inside Breathe too loud and I'll kill you Get down on your knees and beg me Beg me, beg Beg me, beg me
The black market white baby dealer Is hunting around overseas The black market white baby dealer Brings back clean fresh white babies to me Clean fresh
And when I asked for a separate room It was late at night, and we'd been driving since noon But if I'd known how that would sound to you I would have
Every time I see your face I get all wet between my legs Every time you pass me by I heave a sigh of pain Every time I see your face I think of things
I keep a close watch on this twat of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time And the condom on your dick's the tie that binds Because you're mine
Safe on the interstate New York is three thousand miles away And I'm not looking forward to following through But it's better than always running back
Everyone's talking 'bout Elvis 'Cause it seems like the thing that we do Elvis is walking 'round listlessly Seems you can't even die if you wanted to
Don't give me that sucker fish shit Your love life ain't that hurting And you always seemed to get what you wanted without flirting You're not the only
He came over to my house Didn't even knock, he just walked inside And when I didn't wanna talk He said, "Oh, God, what a lot of bullshit" "Don't be so
I know that it was the night the war broke out Because you and I were driving around and you were doing a story About if people understood what had happened
You took the car It was my favorite one A little white Dart And drove it to Idaho You took the horse It was a thoroughbred Saddled it up Out on the interstate
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money
For a mean baby, well, I like your pants Born in South Dakota For a mean baby, well, I like your hips Born in South Dakota I was born in South Dakota
Wild thing You make my heart sing You make everything groovy C'mon, wild thing Wild thing, I think, I love you But I wanna know for sure Come on and
Hello, sailor, buy you a drink? Hello, sailor, tell me what do you think? How was the big beach, how was the sand? Did you fly an aeroplane, did you get
Don't be so rude I was only trying to make conversation Hey, don't go down, this is not going anywhere Got a dead shark on our hands Got a dead shark
The things they say are getting harder to take But I can't get out of what I'm into And the jokes they tell are meant to wish me well But I can't get
