Lucy was semi-horny bitch without ambitions   and I guess that was the only thing we ever had in common   It started when she told me that she really loved my Devo-pin   we ordered in some beer and then she whispered in my ear      How about we get a little higher?   Come on baby get a little higher      On our way to our place I got pink-eye paranoia   I said Lucy can you help me 'cause I think I'm gonna die   She said fine fine fine, whatever you say   I'm fine fine fine      How about we get a little higher?   Come on baby get a little higher   How about we get a little higher?   Pink-eye paranoia