Well it's hotter 'n blazes and all the long faces / there'll be no oasis for a dry local grazier
It was a hubba, hubba, ding dang, baby you are just everythang.
Well you say that it's gospel, But I know that it's only church.
You have to keep busy. After all, no dog's ever pissed on a moving car.
We are buried beneath the weight of information.
I'm so horny the crack of dawn better watch out.