| Lyrics: | Put it in your pocket, leave it in your shoe.
Plug it in your socket, flush it down the
loo.
Hey baby, show me something new.
Put it in your hat, put it in your
can.
Feed it to your cat, share it with your band.
Hey baby, help me
understand.
Well they're fighting in the kitchen and they're fighting in the
hall.
Up against the dark and up against the wall.
Why don't you meet me in the bottom,
baby; bring your running shoes |