I can't help my feelings, I'll go out of my mind
These players come to get me 'cause they'd like my behind
I can't love my business if I can't get a trick
Down on Santa Monica where tricks are for kids

Oh, come on and fuck me
Oh, come on and fuck me
Come on and fuck me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big D's
I've got my ass wide

I can't help my boogies they get out of control
I know that you don't care but I want you to know
The knee-stocking flavor is a favorite treat
Of men that don't bother with the taste of a teat

Oh, come on and fuck me
Oh, come on and fuck me
Come on and fuck me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big D's
I've got my ass wide
I've got my ass wide

Oh, come on and fuck me
Oh, come on and fuck me
Come on and fuck me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big D's
I've got my ass wide
I've got my ass wide

I've got my ass wide
I've got my ass wide


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    maybe it's just me, but i like the 'jimmy pop remix' of this song better.

    weezerific:cutleryon December 14, 2001   Link

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