Breakin' balls, bangin' walls
Work hard and tough, and I want
Some people say I'm only out at night
Maybe those folks
Burnin' alive, set my soul on fire
Runnin' with a gun,
Runnin' round with the wrong crowd
Goin' out on a last
I like to slip into something good
I see a young
He be the count of Monte Cristo
Could be a quake
A Rollin' rock, Electric shock
She gives a lickin' that doesn't
Honey roll over, lettuce on
top
Strap you to the bed, and
make
Love bomb love bomber
It's a comin' on strong
I can't take
Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the street
Await the
I've been drinkin' all night
long
So long baby, I'm gone
Bloody Mary
[here comes the furor]
Kick the dust, wipe the crime from
Honey roll over and lettuce on topStrap you to the