Fresh to death and dressed to digress.
I'm just a tiger and I'm lookin for a tigress.
My guess is that you might bless,
me with your holy water just like you were a pope baby.
You got me hangin from a rope lady,
just like a tire swing lovin you is tiring.

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2

I've been to Prague, I've been to Iraq
In search of booty and I never came back.
Where you from? you must be Japanese-Jamaican
'cause your panties are making me hot and I'm not fakin
I wanna be makin you scream like a car alarm
your fingers raking me like leaves on an autumn lawn
All up in my spaghetti like your parmesan

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
you are the shit girl x2


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    General CommentI am ADDICTED to this song. It is pure S-E-X. lol. Though, there are a few discrepancies with the lyrics:

    Fresh to death and dressed to digress.
    I'm just a tiger and I'm lookin' for a tigress.
    My guess is that you might bless,
    me with your holy water just like you were the pope baby.
    You got me hangin' from a rope lady,
    just like a tire swing lovin' you is tiring.

    Hold up let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath (ah ah ah ah...Okay)
    You can do me like Woodrow Wilson, carry my children, exit the building
    Let me love you like you're the shit girl
    you're the shit girl x2
    You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim team, pass the string beans.
    Let me love you like you're the shit girl
    you're the shit girl x2

    I've been to Prague, I've been to Iraq
    In search of booty and I never came back.
    Where you from? you must be Japanese-Jamaican
    'cause your panties are making me hot and I'm not fakin'
    I wanna be makin' you scream like a car alarm
    your fingers raking me like leaves on an Autumn lawn
    All up in my spaghetti like you're parmesan

    Let me catch my breath (ah ah ah ah...Here we go)
    You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry my children, exit the building
    Let me love you like you're the shit girl
    you're the shit girl x2
    You can do me like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim team, pass the string beans.
    Let me love you like you're the shit girl
    you're the shit girl x2
    JC730on December 29, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI love this song.

    "All up in my spaghetti like you're parmesan" kills me every time.
    _hideandseekon March 11, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentA correction:

    "I've been to Prague, I've been to Iraq
    Been to Djibouti, and I never came back"

    (Djibouti is a tiny African nation that has the funny coincidence of rhyming with "booty" and continues the geographical theme of this section of the song.)
    troubledsleeperon August 21, 2009   Link
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    Lyric CorrectionFresh to death and dressed to digress
    I'm just a tiger and I'm looking for a tigress
    My guess is that you might bless
    Me with your holy water just like you were the pope, baby
    You got me hanging from a rope, lady
    Just like a tire swing, loving you is tiring

    Hold up, let me catch my breath
    Okay
    You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson
    Carry my children, exit the building
    Let me love you like you're the shit, girl
    You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen
    Ask the swim team
    Pass the string beans
    Let me love you like you're the shit, girl

    I've been to Prague, I've been to Iraq
    Been to Djibouti and I never came back
    Where you from?
    You must be Japanese-Jamaican
    Cause your panties are making me hot and I'm not faking
    I wanna be making you scream like a car alarm
    Your fingers raking me like leaves on an autumn lawn
    All up in my spaghetti like you parmesan

    Let me catch my breath
    Here we go
    You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson
    Carry my children, exit the building
    Let me love you like you're the shit, girl
    You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen
    Ask the swim team
    Pass the string beans
    Let me love you like you're the shit, girl
    boekon February 28, 2010   Link

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