Texty: Nutty Boys. You Got It!.

(Thompson/Foreman)
I awoke to find the hasty trick
Had rubbed up a mark in purple lipstick
(You got it ! You got it !)
She whipped my brain from between my legs
Docile shockwaves zapped through my head
(You got it ! You got it !)
Then thundered off with my stingray around her
But she won't get far I've finally found out
(You got it ! You got it !)
I'll seek high pray to God follow the dice
No matter what the odds assume the part of Pepe le pew
All my life that's not a hard tune to presume
Should I find her with another man I'll try hard to understand
I'll help the client out and through the door
Throw him down the lift shaft of the thirteenth floor
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh !)
(You got it ! You got it ! You got it ! You got it !)
I've got the times and the places all the different faces
All the misdemeanours to take you to the cleaners
And should I do I'll run you through !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Highjack my load sped off with my lust
Jack-knifed my function I couldn't see her for dust
(You got it ! You got it !)
Make no mistake the smile upon her face as she said grace
Tiptoeing up and down my backbone she hit a home run
I'll seek high pray to God follow the dice
No matter what the odds assume the part of Pepe le pew
All my life that's not a hard tune to presume
Should I find her with another man I'll try hard to understand
I'll help the client out and through the door
Throw him down the lift shaft of the thirteenth floor
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh !)
(You got it ! You got it !)
She whipped my brain from between my legs
Docile shockwaves zapped through my head
(You got it ! You got it !)
Make no mistake the smile upon her face as she said grace
Tiptoeing up and down my backbone looks like we hit a home run