Lyrics:

What kind of trouble did I get into?

Gotcha moving, gotcha moving



Not staying long just passing through

Keep you rolling, keep you rolling



I know the chemicals you like too

Gotcha moving, gotcha moving

And if you ask me nice

I'll take you to school

Keep you rolling, keep you rolling



I took all I need

I don't need no more

Then I'll take what I want

Until I want some more



You can't stop

Or I might pass ya

If you slow down

I'll out last ya

But when you're down

You won't find me laughing

Just one question I might ask ya

It might sound like a disaster

Can you make this thing go faster?



I know something baby we can do

Gotcha moving, gotcha moving

A pinch, a bite, a lick or maybe two

Keep you rolling, keep you rolling



Saw what I came to see

Don't want to see no more

I don't think it's diseased

But is sure is sore