| Lyrics: | You know I like everything about you,
The way your talking is quite exciting,
Keep me up
when I hide on my face,
The way I'm eating is a social disgrace,
I want a lot of this
loving feeling,
The way you twist me is like I was bleeding
It's really neat driving in this
car,
Shut the door,
Let's hope to god we can get it right,
I know a place we can
rock all night,
Nobodys gonna catch you and get a fright,
You know the little girl who makes
me,
The big one who takes me,
But now its later and I'm washing my hands,
It's the
arena, the promised land
Fighting on a price, sitting on a stump
Someones gonna get you
when you thumb, thumb
You know its funny when your guts are so big,
I know your gonna
take everything I give,
For sure you say it's a lot of meat,
But you get it all in and it's
a hell of a treat,
Now,now
Now
'cause I'm a man whose sick,
But I got
class,
'cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass
I'm a man whose sick,
But I
got class,
'cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass
Yes I'm a man whose
sick,
But I got class,
'cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass
Yes I'm
a man whose sick,
But I got class,
'cause you only get respect when you're kickin'
ass
I'm a man whose sick,
But I got class,
'cause you only get respect when you're
kickin' ass |
