Uh I can't help my
feelings I'll go out of
my mind
These players come
to get me
'cos 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 kick me
Oh come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe, uh
I can't help my boogies
They get out of control
I know you don't care
but I want you to know
The knee stocking flavour
is a favourite treat
of men that don't bother
with the taste of a teat
Oh come on and kick me
Oh come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe, uh
Oh
Come on and kick me
Oh come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe, uh
I've got my hash pipe, uh
I've got my hash pipe