Streaker

(albüm: Lemonade And Brownies - 1995)

You're throwing sticks and stones
And you're breaking my bones man
I can see you got to leave it alone
You're trying hard, pushing hard
Trying hard, pushing harder
But I'm the smartest, I want you to know this

You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
And if you wanna hang around, you gotta get down

Whatever happened to girls that were freaking
Everybody was streaking it was no big thing man
If I had the choice, I'd bring it all back
Everybody's talking 'bout me, gonna blow my stack

You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
And if you wanna hang around, you gotta get down

Dance around the pool in a jock like Hammer
G-string up my ass so my cheeks are getting tanner
Now I'm in the chaise lounge in a Burt Reynolds pose
Socks on my feet, you know I got ugly toes
Motherfucker, I'm Mark, with a K not a C
When I'm face down get a ride from McG

You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
You gotta get down if you wanna hang around
And if you wanna hang around, you gotta get down