There's this one guy    There's no one like him in all the world    'Cause you can always see    Those girls down on there knees      In those dark sweaty rooms    Planning out his thoughts    He's waiting for just the right      One by one as they    Walk right through the door, they    Keep on coming back    Guess they just want more      He has fun fun fun and you    Might call him a whore, but    Just look where he's at 'cause    He is the one that scores      I saw my friend there    Out on the field today    I asked him where he's going, he said    "All the way," now      One by one as they    Walk right through the door, they    Keep on coming back    Guess they just want more      He has fun fun fun and you    Might call him a whore, but    Just look where he's at 'cause    He is the one that scores      Go!