Mirror dildo riding

I see women on TV with a healthy chug-full of reeds

Words are flowing out just like the Grand Canyon

And I'm always out looking for a female companion

I hang your ass around the door so I can drag it to the crib

To call for boxes, put on my bibs

I'm wheeling and dealing, I make a little bit of a steal

I bring it back to the place where I'm feeling

Your body's on top and your mind is appealing

I'm staring at the tracks up there up on the ceiling

Such a suck to be the bass that I'm throwing

I'm talking to the girl, telling her I'm all knowing

She's talking to the *****

I'm telling her every lie that you know that I never did

Hey ladies, get funky

The ladies, the ladies.

I dropped my drums, said, "Welcome back, class."

Who's cutting off the drums?

She started cutting off the coffins.

In my apartment, please stop it.

The gift of capitalism.

It's the gift that I have.

And that girl ain't nothing but a tramp.

You're educated?

No.

Stupid?

Yeah.

And when I say stupid, I mean stupid.