en ik wil die handjes zien.

Fresh to death and dressed to digress
I'm just a tiger and i'm lookin' for a tigress
my guess is that you might bless
me with your holy water just were like the pope baby
You got me hangin' from a rope lady
just like a tire swing, lovin' you is tiring

Let me catch my breath...

You can do me like Woodrow Wilson, carry my children, exit the building
Let me love you like you're the shit girl
You're the shit girl, YOU'RE THE SHIT GIRL
You can do me like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swimteam, pass the string beans
Let me love you like you're the shit girl
You're the shit girl, YOU'RE THE SHIT GIRL

I've been to Prague, I've been to Iraq
in search of booty and I never came back
Where you from? You must be Japanese-Jamaican
'cause your panties are makin' me hot and I'm not fakin'
I wanna be makin' you scream like a car alarm
Your fingers raking me like leaves on a Autumn lawn
All up in my spaghetti like you're parmesan

Let me catch my breath...

You can do me like Woodrow Wilson, carry my children, exit the building
Let me love you like you're the shit girl
You're the shit girl, YOU'RE THE SHIT GIRL
You can do me like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swimteam, pass the stringbeans
Let me love you like you're the shit girl
You're the shit girl, YOU'RE THE SHIT GIRL

(en nog een keer)

Duran Duran, MGMT, Hot Chip... eat your heart out?
To be continued.