Last night I got your letter   It weighed as much as a feather   Your words fly off the screen   Saying shit that you dont mean   Tommy two-cocks, not far from the shore   Will it be all right if I sleep on the floor?      Baby, you're in luck   Never fever enough   Baby, you're in luck   Never fever enough   Baby, you're in luck      Sit him out on the bast   Young heart in its nest, sad song   French queen on display   Hoping she wont go away (nah nah no)   Now she's coming tword    And I feel like a sword at my side         Baby, you're in luck   Never fever enough   Baby, you're in luck   Never fever enough   It could be the drugs   Never fever enough   Baby, you're in luck   Never fever enough