Well you know,
Id love to be a shick on speed
Running every morning

Over blonde German faces
And shave, just shave



If I was a shick on pills
Id go in a discotheque

Run over dancefloor maces
And shave, shave again



Nice to be a shick on stick
Laying every morning

On the patchwork blanket on my bed
And shave and shave and shave



Now I am a shick on spleen
Cutting every morning

All my legs, all my head
Born to shave, only shave