All right, you sinners, swing
Danger in the rearview mirror
There's trouble in the wind
Badness bringing up the rear
The menace's loose again
She looks so fuckin' good
So sexy and so frail
Something got the bite on me
I'm goin' straight to hell
And now we're wasting time
Same old pickup lines
And you keep trying
Don't waste time
Come back to your senses, baby
We can come to terms
I can almost taste it
It burns
You'd be sitting pretty
But you try to take the Fifth
Wearin' out my welcome
Guess I better say my prayers
And now we're wasting time
Same old pickup lines
And you keep trying
Don't waste time
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Soon you'll see my silhouette
Darkenin' your door
I can almost taste it
I want more
No one's above suspicion
No one's got it wired
I'll eat with my fingers
Want my iron in that fire
And now we're wasting time
Same old pickup lines
And you keep trying
Don't waste time
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push