Turn off your TV and listen to me   I've got stories and a little pony   Oh, I can write it   From California to the Gulf of Mexico   My teeth are shiny and they squeak   I'm covered in dirt from my head to my feet   I think that stink bugs really stick   When they climb on the bathroom sink   I see your heine, so nice and shiny   You better hide it before I bite it   I see your heine, so nice and shiny   You better hide it, baby   Orange juice dripping from my noose   Hanging from the sky   Oh me, oh my   Last chance for a little romance   Save the bottle for the last dance   Maybe you and I can see   The way the mountain dips into the sea   A bee stings my knee   I don't cry, you're by my side   I see your heine, so nice and shiny   You better hide it before I bite it   I see your heine, so nice and shiny   You better hide it, baby