My mommy told me If I were goody That she would buy me A rubber dolly
I got some energy to burn It makes me jumpy and nervous But I'm too damn old to join the military service Hup two three four I got to hit my baby on a Saturday night You know the devil made me do it I know it wasn't right
Like a loco mosquito 'Round and 'round and 'round Igo And when I'm hungry Down I go
Please Mr. Custer I don't wanna go And spend my night in a bar with some stupid dodo I'm sick of hanging 'round with old transvestites They stare at my rubbers It makes me uptight
And here I go In love again Here I go-oh wo wo Like a loco mosquito
I got some energy to burn But you always want to tap it You're busy sucking on my gas tank Before I can tap it
Like a loco mosquito 'Round and 'round and 'round Igo And when I'm hungry Down I go
Well this ain't the right thing to do, so let's go
Young girls they know what they're after Young girls don't kiss me goodbye Rockets shooting up into space Buildings they rise to the skies
Bang bang I got mine Bang bang reach for the sky
I keep a good friend on video tape He'll drive his sports car until it's too late But we'll have a hot time on the town tonight Cause love is my bet and it's the best yet
Bang Bang I got mine Bang Bang sun don't shine Bang Bang you all angels Bang Bang now you all ought to be in pictures
Oh girl Oh girl my problems can't follow me Phone calls I take my machine I wander lonely to the sea Lonely ha Ha ha what does it mean
Bang Bang I got mine bang Bang and you are next in line Bang bang reach for the sky Bang Bang sun don't shine
Rise buildings Rise to the sky Young girls they know what they're after I said, young girls don't kiss me goodbye
What must I do to take a holiday show me a bill that they can make me pay tell me a story and maybe I'll believe it
Me I'm just a lucky guy Young and free too hard to cry
Lorna from my school she's 21 She's good looking and a married girl so tell me a story tell me stories and man I ain't complaining
Me I'm just a lucky guy Young and hard too tough to cry
Standing in a show the lights ain't low they're shining down on me and I like, I like it just like I like I like it I'm taking like I find it
What did they do to chill the joy away what did they do to say you had to pay and pay and pay Tell me stories you know I never can believe them never ever
Me I'm just a lucky guy I'm young and free too dumb to cry
What must I do to take a holiday show me a bill that they can make me pay tell me a story and maybe I'll believe it
Me I'm just a lucky guy I'm Young and free too hard to cry
I've been working a long long time Now I'm caught in a wicked bind You offered love but I threw that out I couldn't hear you I was too busy shouting
Like a laughing hyena run out of breath I shot my rocks off 'till there's nothing left It's an old old story I suppose A heavy price for a heavy pose
Take care of me Take care of me Somebody should I'm pretty good
International garbage man I've detided that's what I am I need somebody to pull me out I'm sinking like trazy in my sauerkraut
Take care of me Take care of me I've done my best Now you do the rest
Little boy take out your toys Lay them on the table Benwa balls and bugs that crawl I tan't enjoy them without love Still I've been known to run around
Take care of me But beware of me Sometimes I'm a snake Just aher the take
Take care of me Take care of me I've done my best Take care of me Now you do the rest Trake care of me I'll never forget Take care of me
I walk around I flop around I need something that will be found More venom, more dynamite, more disaster I need more than I ever did before
But everything is going up in price My life is going all right up 'til now Even so there's something missing More truth More intelligence Ha ha More future More laugh More culture Don't forget adrenaline More freedom
I need more than an ordinary grind And the more I think the more I need More cars I'll take more money More champagne I can't forget my brain More floors More doors More mustard Pickle and relish
I need more than an ordinary grind Everybody ought to love his job And live his life and keep his pride Imperturbably happy with the one you love With an exciting future On the fat of the land
I need more than an ordinary grind And the more I think the more I need My life is going all right up 'til now Even so it's not enough for me and
I need more I need more I need more Oo oo oo oo Oo oo oo oo Than I ever did before
I need to lead a dissipate existence And play scratchy records And enjoy my decline With more divorce, more distance More future, more culture
You are a moron I'm glad to be here Seeing the sight of you Smelling the smell of you
You most deplorable glaring example Of a degenerate narcotic influence My seething hate is driving me nuts What can I do to obliterate you
I snub you I really hope you're one of a kind You don't care who you brutalize You are a bully plain and simple
You are a beast you are a pig You've been a pig for long enough now I'm making my move I'm making an end to you
I snub you And when I snub I really snub I snub you finally, forever
Is she really going out with him? Now is the time I'm playing my ate I'll give you a mouthful you can't swallow
Unquestionably I've been lacking in taste You're being cheerful but not for long Your Mum and Dad they sure made a mess You're going to look like watercress
When I snub you He snubs you We snub you Dogs snub you I snub you
Still when I was crying You were on my side Angel, you can come and see me here tonight Angel, of course you're always more than welcome here Still I'm needing somebody else: again.
Writings up my place There is nothing much I want to do about it The way I fall without you The way I'm dull without you I split my score, offer you love.
Still when I was crying You were on my side Angel, I never thought that I'd be free or clear Angel, except for you, I doubt that I'd be here Still I'm needing somebody else: again. Still I'm needing somebody else: again.
I love girls There all over this world Hah! Like to look at ya
Well I'm gonna tell you about girls. They're all over this world Some have beautiful shapes I wanna live to be ninety-eight
Yeah, somebody to talk to And I like to look at you Yeah, somebody to talk to And I love to look at you
'Cause you're a real fine girl
Last week in Paree I was hanging down with Suzee That crazy French magazine She turned me backwards to a new scene
'Cause she was somebody to talk to And to tell my troubles to She was somebody that's so fine Worth my looking in to
She's a beautiful girl, girl, girl
Summertime Oh, and the living is easy The girls are jumping And the cotton is high Your daddy is rich And your mama's good looking So hush little baby And don't you cry
I'm healthy as a horse Ahh, but everything is spinnin' And if I use a gun I'm sure to go to prison I'm stubborn as a mule and nobody breaks my rules Ahh, but nothin' comes my way.
I've got a hard-ass pair of shoulders I've got a love you can't imagine Yeah, and what I got I double I swear I'm keepin' out of trouble.
I'm lookin' for one new value I'm lookin' for one new value but nothing comes my way.
We live in the same world.. We were young in the 20th century...
Sooner or later baby I'm gonna squeeze you just like a tomato Sonner or later baby I'll probably peel you like some old potato Just give me some pleasure It's my life
Sooner or later baby I'm gonna bleed you Sooner or later baby You're gonna feel something for me Just give me some pleasure It's my life
I gotta do that I gotta do that Just give me some pleasure It's my life Just give me pleasure I got no wife Just give me pleasure I got no wife It's my pleasure I got no wife It's my pleasure That's what I'm living for
I gotta do that I gotta do that Pleasure Pleasure Give me some pleasure please Pleasure Give me some pleasure please I'm gonna squeeze you like tomato I'm gonna peel you like a what? LIke a potato It's my life It's just my life It's just my life
Bright lights, Houston is hot tonight Arabian shieks and money, up in the sky Now I don't mind, a bloodbath, when I've got oil, on my breath ???????? eye to eye, Houston is hot tonight My brain is tired of the wind Chicago winters, just do me in They've got a moonman, on the telephone Project “X??, hey Houston control ???????? eye to eye, Houston… It's like, what's happening? Houston is hot tonight Houston is hot tonight Houston is hot tonight Houston is hot tonight Houston is hot tonight Houston is hot tonight Houston is hot tonight