Let's make our own language, and never write it down
Let's make a living of, selling shit out the lost and found
Let's cash out on your stock, and move out to the woods
Let's wait until the spring, and make the move for good
All I want in my, life is to, is to love you girl
All I want in my, life is to, is to love you girl
Let's go up to your room, and take off all our clothes
And listen to Madonna. Like a Prayer and strike a pose
You know that I'm so close, naked with the ace of spades
But close really only works, in horseshoes and hand grenades
All I want in my, life is to, is to love you girl
All I want in my, life is to, is to love you girl
Jesus died at thirty-three, hope like Hell that isn't me
Bruce Lee died at thirty-two, and i pray to God that isn't you
All I want in my, life is to, is to love you girl
All I want in my, life is to, is to love you girl