Battle of the Sexes Radio Get Get your money right, ladies Welcome back to Where it is 12:45 in the A.M. And Disturbing The Peace Is our in studio guest Our hot-line is lit the fuck up With people with relationship issues

Yea, I'm in love with a girl in a 4 wheel drive. She has a large time in a large machine. Man I wonder how she gets up in that thing. And someday soon, I'm gonna climb right up and take a little ride in her big ol' truck. Chrome steel bumpers and red

Is on their feet Get Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Get rhythm when you get get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get get the blues Get Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get Get taps on your toes and just get get gone Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the

Work in a little sunshine overtime Checking on out of that nine to five Sandy streets and the windows down Hair free in the breeze getting all unwound Jump in the water go weekend wild Get Get wrapped up in an old beach towel Break out tequila salt and the

To forget your love My plug in baby Crucifies my enemies When I'm tired of giving Woah, my plug in baby In unbroken virgin realities I've exposed your lies, baby The underneath, no big surprise Now it's time for changing

And a lot more action With a little less talk A little less talk If you please A lot more loving Is what I need Let's get get on down To the main attraction I was getting kinda tired

You are the same little woman, was so nice and kind to me in every way You have a strong constitution, and I'm not gonna let you down Hold up your head, and don't let your conscience get get you down Hold up your head darlin', don't let your conscience get

Little girl, little girl You're just as sweet as you can be Won't you please ma'm tell me your name Where did you get get your sugar from Won't you take me down on your daddy's farm The reason I ask you all these questions I just want to be your man If you

Never wanting more so I die where I dig I get get what I give, so I'll die where I dig Bound with iron chain, solitary feed me to the grey We dig fields of apathy, excavating endless burial mounds Heavy lies the ground I get get what I give, so I die where I dig