Something about the way you taste
Makes me want to clear my throat
There's a message to your movements
I looked for sniffy linings
That really gets my goat
But you're rotten to the core
I've had just about all i can take
You know i can't take it no more
Got a gut feeling
On your ability to torment
Centered 'round long time ago
And stripped away my garment
Then you took your tongs of love
Slap your mammy down

Got a gut feeling
Oh move it up and down now
Oh move it all around nowslap your pappy down again