This time, I'm gonna take the collection baby   And with the money in my hand   I'm gonna purchase all the details   Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirpin'      Walkin' on tip-toed pickpocket fever   Racin' up the scales of your thermometer   Turnbuckle tournicate clottin' the moonshine   Clotheslined seizures singin' 'Happy Valentines'   [Incomprehensible]      I found feathers in the hit and run nest   Omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads   I found feathers in the hit and run nest   And what do you say?      When she knocked me over   I looked inside the hearse   Sproutin' chauvinistic swine   And written were the words      Pokin' butter with this knife   Allergic to this concubine   Racin' by in a '56 Chevy   And we couldn't even pretend to be alive      To be alive, to be alive   To be alive, to be alive   To be alive      I found feathers in the hit and run nest   Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirpin   I found feathers in the hit and run nest