Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

You're in the void

Got you feeling cold
With your voice
'Cause it's your choice

I've got my poise
And he can bring the noise
With my boys

Puking in a Rolls-Royce

I want to bleed on my squire (and I need)

I want a plier (I gotta be)
My empty pile (a disease)
Take some water (lesser than I need)

'Cause I'm vile (can it be?)
Mister Driver


Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

My pecker's long!

it's got me feeling strong
When I sing this song
And you smoke this bong

Rock it all night long
Will you want to be long?
'Cause we're feeling gone

My sexual VietCong

I want to bleed on my squire (and I need)

I want a plier (I gotta be)
My empty pile (a disease)
Take some water (lesser than I need)

Cause I'm vile (can it be?)
Mister Driver


Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!