He's a bad mother f___er,
16 pairs of shoes
In a closet 6 feet deep,
And 6 feet wide and 6 feet high.

Blackouts on Thursday!
Total blackouts are where it's at.
I'm going back to high school
Where I can make out like a cat.

It's a shake down.
A mental breakdown,
Is this a take down?
We're gonna make out.

The band sort of sucks,
But the audience sucks too much.
I'm going back to high school,
Where the audience plays rough.

It's a shake down.
A mental breakdown,
Is this a take down?
We're gonna make out.

(Meet me in the parlor,
I'll stuff you full of snuff.
Meet me on the bearskin rug,
You love this s__y stuff.
Gibb, Syd, Seth, Pat, Tim:
Let's do it!)

I got myself elected,
I got myself rejected,
I'm gonna run again.

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