to get my head clear Need to clear the air Should be clear I'm a cold, hard killer Who's sophisticated with touch of high-class A heart-breaker bringing death
Got some needs yeah, I need to shake it And I razamataz you honey, if you want me to I can be your daddy, be your rock n' rolla' You can be my sugar,
For so Long, the king was alone King Baby Duck sat alone on his throne Everyday went and aloned he remained Then came the Queen Bee and everything changed
I gotta feeling that you wanna come over I get you here and I will make you roll over Now look it baby, you're just nineteen I got the flesh and I will
Sweat! when its hot baby uh when its hot baby sweat make it sweat baby sweat you see us coming and we'll make you scream we are the stars of the real
When I feel like you get too close I put you right down I never really leave I just slip away And it's not my purpose to break your spirit I'm not
I'm ready to roll, You know I'm getting ready to do it I gotta feeling on a Saturday night I'm gonna bow for a woman Who could help me chase the devil
Now don't you worry 'bout a thing It's just a bad dream mama So let's get ourselves together and roll I'm just a mean machine so tight and skinny And
I said HO! I got this feeling and it's deep in my bah-tay (body) It gives me wiggles and it makes my rump shake I said HO! If I should touch you,
I'm gon' set my soul on fire. My heart beats low while the flames go higher. Strike the match and then the truth is told. I'm gon' set my soul on fire
get down the stairs Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right Here I am, stuck in the metal with you Stuck in the metal with you Well, I'm stuck in the metal
Stack o' money in my left hand Yes I've got a stack o' money in my right hand Yes you know I got the money cos' I played the right games Gonna shoot
My face is stuck in a cheshire grin I met an english girl She's like the toast of my whole world We hit the gas just in order yo get away Ooh ooh ooh
Well I come in through your window I see your family there Yes I'm the midnight creeper When I go creepin y'all better beware Well Your child is gently
Who'll love the devil?... Who'll song his song?... Who will love the devil and his song?... I'll love the devil!... I'll sing his song!... I will love
Tapping time with one good finger I got this girlfriend and she's a swinger We make plans and then we head out to San Bernardino We get gas at the local
Wastin' my time Lord, wastin' my time No ambition but to waste some more Wastin my time Lord, wastin my time, wastin' my time... Passing me by, Lord,
Smell those sweet young things. Looky here, this one's got black hair. She's like a death metal queen... Struttin' sluts all through that whorehoppin'