Tell me me I'm an angel Take this to my grave Tell me me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man Tell me me I'm a bad man Well I think I'm gonna burn in hell S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N Kick Kick me like a stray I know a thing about contrition

Got me me lovin' you Now you got me me lovin' you I had too many girls, it's true But now you got me me loving you I got 525,600 women They come around and we take 'em all down Kick 'em out out when we finish They cool, but they not like you Baby girl it's just

Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Is it coming? I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still Am I coming out out of left field? Let me me kick kick it like it's 1986, now We could fight

Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick kick it at Let's get it homeboy! Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man! T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that? King of the South! Hey! Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't

That old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you Kick Kick back and let it do what it do What's that smell? Wanda is a woman she works down the hall Shows up on time, she's like balls to the wall She went out out to lunch with her high school friends

Get your kicks on Route 66 Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty You'll see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff, Arizona don't forget Winona Kingsman, Barstaw, San Bernadino Would you get hip to this kindly trip Well if you ever plan to motor west Just

My story is much to sad to be told But practically everything leaves me me totally cold The only exception I know in this case When I'm out out in a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui Then I suddenly turn and see Your fabulous face I get no kick kick from

You sent me me flying when you kicked me me to the curb And although my pride's, yeah, not easy to disturbed, yeah Lent you outsiders and my new Badu While you were thinking I didn't have a clue Tough to sort files with your voice in my head So then I bribed

Let's throw a little after party A candle on the tailgate A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do Baby, just me me and you Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started Somebody blew out out the speakers when the kick kick went Bonfires burn down

Let's turn up the radio Turn off those stupid singing shows Back to the shack Take me me back, back to the shack Back to the strat with the lightning strap Kick Kick in the door, more hardcore Rockin out out like it's '94 I know where we need to go Sorry guys I