We came to respirate, you came to perspirate,
sweat dripping down your face. it's early---not too late. //
ain't you got no manners, didn't your momma teach you not to stare;
i guess it doesn't matter, my momma taught me not to swear.

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
61
61.1
Sergio Torres La indondicional Lyrics
Alan Parsons Project The Turn Of A Friendly Card (Part I) Lyrics