She likes to shake her ass She grinds it to the beat She likes to pull my hair, when I make her grind her teeth I like to strip her down She's naughty 'til the end You know what she is, no doubt about it She's a bad bad girlfriend! My girlfriend's a dick

Scour the house, flip the wig, Shake the tree, Your whereabouts are known Until your whereabouts are known to me Your whereabouts are known to me You with the jaundiced eyes, Drunk on your own reflection Propped up with desks and flags, Eight chairs

Oh my God, I changed You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin' You end up everywhere you say you wasn't Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin? I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Oh my God, they still on the same I changed, I

If you want some, come get some Baby if I drop it down to the ground Then put it in your face now, what ya gon' do? Shorty if I shake it then turn around Then back it up on ya, what ya gon' do? If you want some, shawty, come get some We gon' start this

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Take me down there Photographic relapse People feeding frenzy The devil is so lovely Shake your spear at Shakespeare Gaining independence Then themselves, then themselves By myself, by myself Plagiarized existence exist

Now let me see you Bang that till you pass out Shake that till you pass out Freak that till you pass out Work that till you pass out I like it when you bang it Now let me see you shake it I wanna see you shake it Now let me see you freak it

Oh, fight me Oh, a candle at my chest and a hand on his knee I woke up and he was screaming, I'd left him dreaming I roll over and shake him tightly and whisper If they want you, oh, they're gonna have to fight me I woke up on a bench on Shepherd's Bush

Hey kids, rock and roll Nobody tells you where to go, baby Tick-tock, tick-tock Nobody tells you what to do, baby Hey, kids, where are you? Hey kids, shake a leg Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby Maybe I ride, maybe you walk Maybe I drive to get off,

There goes my hero Watch him as he goes He's ordinary Truth or consequence, say it aloud Use that evidence, race it around Too alarmin' now to talk about Take your pictures down and shake it out Don't the best of them bleed it out While the rest of them