give away my sweet sensation
 sleepin in an old toolshed
 scumbag cryin' on his pillow
 when you wanna be with me, then we will see
 who's fuckin' with my head
 hey hey hey hey
 fuckin' with my head
 hey hey hey hey
 found myself in New Orleans
 with a scarecrow in my jeans
 beat my forehead through the ceilin'
 drank my coffee with a hubcap...yeah
 when you want to be with me, then we will see
 who's fuckin' with my head
 no no no no
 fuckin' with my head
 hey hey hey hey
 devil's got your pantyhose on his head
 oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got is cornbread
 well, you turn my body into a crutch
 and now I'm limpin' all over when I feel your touch...oh yeah
 Oooh...
 Oooh...rode up on my check-out boots
 runnin' wild on the bayou
 now talkin' on a walkie-talkie
 credit card glued to my hand...feels good
 when you wanna be with me, then we will see
 who's fuckin' with my head
 hey hey hey hey
 no no no no
 fuckin' with my head
 make me feel like an asshole
 I ain't got no soul
 I ain't got no soul
 no no no no
 no no no no
 no no no no
 no no no no