There's this one guy There's no one like him in all the world Because you can always see Those girls down on their knees In those dark sweaty rooms Planning out his thoughts He's waiting for just the right
One by one as they Walk right through the door, they Keep on coming back I Guess they just want more
He has fun fun fun and you Might call him a whore, but Just look where he's at 'Cause he is the one that scores
I saw my friend there Out on the field today I asked him where he's going he said 'All the way,' now
One by one as they Walk right through the door, they Keep on coming back I Guess they just want more
He has fun fun fun and you Might call him a whore, but Just look where he's at 'Cause he is the one that scores