I've gotten Oklahoma stuck in my teeth
All anchor-tight the exorcist can not reach
I'll count to twenty if you promise to pull
Tighter and tighter 'til the rope's at its full
And oh my my my nerd went that away
And oh your your your nerd went that away
But if the sun went cold, you could be consoled
If the sun went cold, who could be, you could be
The sun goes cold, yes you could be consoled
Just to see my little race car, race car go
Thomas says to Jimmy "she's a whore and a liar, whore and a liar, whore and a liar"
Says he wouldn't piss on her if she was on fire
She was on fire, she was on fire
I'm gonna take you up to Popsicle Hill
I'll tie you up and tickle you 'til you tell
The combinations of a safe way to feel
My Bradykinin's not my Achilles' heel
But oh my my my nerd went that away
And oh your your your nerd went that away
But if the sun went cold, you could be consoled
If the sun goes cold, who could be, you could be
The sun goes cold, yes you could be consoled
Just to see my little race car, race car go
Timmy B. Pietra says she used to be nice
Not anymore, not anymore
Says the vocal remedy was count to four twice
One two three four, one two three four