SPOKEN: Hey, don't call me after 12.
That's when I'm laying in bed home with the wife.
I don't wanna be bothered nor in the morning either.
You see, punk, I got to get some love. Oh my.

*Don't you wanna make it
Like a blues explosion?
Blues explosion man
Don't you?

If a Jehovah's Witness come knocking on my door
On a Saturday gimme one release
I get hot, hot, hot, hot
I leave 'em low

*Repeat

Welcome, fool

One day I was laying down
I need a man, a man, a man, a man
A blues explosion man
And I wanna tell you right now at this time
Turn the stereo up, yeah
Hell yeah
I got to have all that fine love

Oh baby