We were in a band
We were Sex Drive
Had our debut at a righteous house party
'Twas an underground rave
On the invitation: Pills
Emblazed with our moniker
They call us Sex Drive
They call us Sex Drive
They call us Sex Drive
Sex Drive, let's rock
On and on and on oh, you want to meet us
On and on and on please won't you complete us
On and on and on Treat us like meat darling
On and on and on we taste so sweet my love yeah
We were on a drive
The band and I
On our way to the top of the world party
When the guitarist, such an alarmist,
Well, he said the band, The Drive, would split
He saw it in his dreams
The fans they screamed:
Please don't go Sex Drive
Please don't go Sex Drive
Please don't go Sex Drive
Sex Drive let's rock
On and on and on oh, you want to meet us
On and on and on please won't you complete us
On and on and on Treat us like meat darling
On and on and on we taste so sweet my love yeah
Copyright 2004 Beau Phillips