Got a phone call
A dead ringer
Screams in my ear
Scratch my cheekbone
Sniff my armpit
This damn phone rings
Every minute
My staple gun
(Mustang)
Shoots like magnum
(Mustang)
Going to pump some
(Mustang)
Lead inside him
(Mustang)
He thinks he's so damn cool
(Mustang)
And the girls think he's so cool
(Mustang)
I'll plug his butt up
(Mustang)
To make him blow up
Tied up by my apron strings
Waiting for my next wet dream
Hey, wait!
(Hey, wait)
You don't know a thing about me
Do you
Do you
Do you know
Dangling off an apron string
Hey, wait!
(Hey, wait)
You don't know a thing about me
Love thy mother
Love thy father
Love thy neighbor
Don't say, "goddamn"
(Amen!)
Don't say, "Jesus Christ"
(Amen!)
You know that isn't right
(Amen!)
Now please don't kill me
(Amen!)
With your stapler
Good boys get down on their knees
Reverend, please, you're hurting me
Hey, wait
(Hey, wait)
You don't know a thing about me
Do you
Do you
Do you know
When the guilt begins to bleed
Hey, wait!
(Hey, wait)
You don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me, do you?
You don't know a thing about me, do you?
You don't know a thing about me, do you?
You don't know a thing about me, do you?
Fire
We salute you