Select language to translate this lyric
That papa got the hungry eyes
That mama owns the home-made thighs
That papa knows the greasy talk
That mama says to take a walk
He's the rubbernecker
Hit it, Chris!
That papa scopes the public place
Finds the mama with the movie face
Chases mama as he wastes her time
With his book of flawless come-on lines
He's the rubbernecker
Go, Joe!
I lay with my prey
She's dreaming of our future days
I've lied with this week's bride
And now my soft spot's growing tired (Shame, shame, shame!)
I feel it's my last meal
Cause her boyfriend's back
For my life to steal
I'm the rubbernecker invade space
I'm the rubbernecker in your face
My good eye may runnin' just a wee bit slow
My bad eye keeps a-roamin' with a mind of its own
- Album:
- SOLID GOLD HEART
- Best Of Gloucester County
- Ships
- Brother Is To Son
- Fetch The Compass Kids
- Tri-Danielson!!! (Alpha)
- Tri-Danielson!!! (Omega)
- A Prayer For Every Hour
- Gas Collection 13
- Rock Sampler, Volume 1
- Gas Collection 7
- Better Than the Beatles
- Live Music From a Dead Campus
- Pop You 2 (For Those About to Pop)
- Tooth and Nail Rock Sampler, Volume 2
- Tooth & Nail 10th Anniversary Box Set
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 44: April 1997
- Tooth & Nail Records, 4th Anniversary Box Set
- On Fire 2014