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I`ve been lightin` matches in the boiler room,
Wearing sulphur perfume.
(Don`t I smell nice?)
You come sniffin` around just like you own the joint,
You know it`s rude to point.
(Don`t make me tell you twice.)
Well I like the way you walk,
That`s why I left my door unlocked.
I must be going off half-cocked. (I sometimes do.)
You think it`s funny, but I know it ain`t no joke.
There`s nothing left to read in here, there`s nothing left to smoke.
Before the band the band kicks in, I guess I`d better start.
(I`ll stomp a mud hole in your heart.)
You poured whiskey in my Slurpee, swear to God you got me drunk,
Now I`m thinking that I`m sunk.
(And I can`t swim.)
I`m drowning in the back seat of a `61 Bel Air,
I got a mouthful of your hair.
(A handful of skin.)
I ain`t suffocating,
I`m just sick and tired of waiting.
Stop this pointless hesitating. (Pull me in.)