I can't help my feelings (or the hole in my mind/ I'll go out of my mind) (These players/ spares/ bears / This band's) come to get me cause they like my behind I (fail at/ can't love) my business if I can't get a (drink/ trick) Down on Santa Monica where tricks are for kids Chorus: Oh come on and kick me Whoa come on and kick me Whoa come on and kick me You got your problems I got my (a** wipe/ eyes wide/ white) You got your big (cheese/ g's) I got my hash pipe I can't help my boogies they get out of control I know that you don't care but I want you to know The kneestocking flavor is a favorite treat Of men who don't bother with the taste of a teat (chorus) (chorus)