Lyrics:

High class, moolah
Bolt ons, fast car
Quick fix, freak out
Nose bleed, skull cap
Pissed off, pissed on

I never seen a smile that looked so sad
A yeah...you make me feel so good because you're so bad

Hey little darling
Your love is legendary
Love's four letters
Ain't in my dictionary
Scuse my position
But it ain't missionary
Yeah but I want to
Walk on the water with you...yeah

Boo-tay, hotpants
Tan line, sweet stuff
Hookah, boo yah
Knocked Up, hose Down
Cool cat, hot flash

When it comes to making love I ain't no hype
Because I practice on a peach most every night


Well, the cook's in the kitchen
And hiding the spoons
I'm winking at witches
And howling at moons
I'm afraid of de candle
But live for de flame
You know who I am
But you don't know my name

Hey little darling
Your love is legendary
You got the boo yah
It's almost ficitonary
Scuse my position
But it ain't missionary
Yeah, but I want to
Walk on the water with you...yeah