Ain't no time for talking Show me what you got We're gonna get this bed rocking And it ain't gonna stop (You're getting locked up) Roll your body like you do Don't be afraid to move it You got everything I like so

One sister jumped up and she began to shout Yes, I'm gonna get me religion I'm gonna join the Baptist Church One deacon jumped up and he began to grin I was in the pulpit, I's jumpin' up and down Grabbed up my suitcase and I took off down the road You

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

When you gonna give it up to me? Get out my head and into the bed, girl 'Cause you done know, plottin' out the fantasy Hey, baby girl, and it's you a the key, yo, me go so then From you look inna me eye, gal, I see she you want me Because you body

And we go... Rush faster on the one-way lane The answers so silent Rusty gods in their machine-minds armors Grind our souls in the millstone of time The "deathbed harvest" is dead man's banquet Of mold ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we

One sister jumped up and she began to shout Yes, I'm gonna get me religion I'm gonna join the Baptist Church One deacon jumped up and he began to grin I was in the pulpit, I's jumpin' up and down Grabbed up my suitcase and I took off down the road You

Good evening, may we say again How pleased we are that you've come in The day was long, your bed was soft Still there's some names we're crossing off It says here by your file you Have been so loyal, brave, and true We need not fret, you need not fear

Take it, take it all take all that I have Wake you up in the middle of the night to say, I will never walk away again Calm me down I never gonna leave this bed Slows me down It isn't worth it and I say no It isn't perfect so I stay and still I'm never

I'm gonna ride on It's another lonely evening And another lonely town But I ain't too young to worry And I ain't too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty bottle And another empty bed

Long gone, long gone, long gone Leave her in the past but I know I'll miss her I kept all of her paraphernalia Left her makeup and her panties on my bedroom dresser Think about the days when I used to undress her Cardo got wings Now we cookin' up (yeah)