歌词
[J. Whitney / R. Chapman]
Sick and tired, all hay-wired, fever that's for sure
Moon, lune girl erection for a cure
Boom bang, shotgun man
I said I feel as if I'm dead
Cos I got those TV nudes
Running through my head
Scratch scratch, old Tom cat
Screaming every night
He's going round smelling every one-eyed she-cat in sight
Full grown, big yellow moon
Excite me awful bad
But it make all the girls come running
Cause they like it mad
Sick and tired, all hay-wired, fever that's for sure
Moon, lune girl erection for a cure
Wang dang, pocket man
Couldn't even raise a thought
So while passing he would flash till he got caught
Horned toad, rooster crow
But it all add up to just one thing
When the men specie get hot
Then they sure do sing
{REPEAT CHORUS}
Boom bang, shotgun man
I said I feel as if I'm dead
Cos I got those TV nudes
Running through my head
