Gun fever
Bob Segar
Your grease feels weird on my fingers
Dirty nails
Give me infections
Gag rule so let's use protection
Your rat stache
Made a splash
Shave it off along with your soul patch
Spread the plague
It's ok
You look gross but I want you to stay
You're grimy and slimy you can't do an ollie
Your sweat is dripping on me
You don't watch what you eat
You don't get any sleep
But I still need you
Close to me (I still need you)
Your band
It's ok
Will you ever get a show to play
Fast food wrappers in your room
I'd hug you but I can't seem to move
Suffocated by your Axe
I remember you passed out in the grass
Stiff socks
On your dresser
Can't last so you can't impress her
You're grimy and slimy and can't do an ollie
Your sweat is dripping on me
You don't watch what you eat
You don't get any sleep
But I still need you
Close to me (I still need you)
(Just shut the f*ck up, bitch)