There's this one guy 

There's no one like him in all the world 

'Cause you can always see 

Those girls down on there knees



In those dark sweaty rooms 

Planning out his thoughts 

He's waiting for just the right



One by one as they 

Walk right through the door, they 

Keep on coming back 

Guess they just want more



He has fun fun fun and you 

Might call him a whore, but 

Just look where he's at 'cause 

He is the one that scores



I saw my friend there 

Out on the field today 

I asked him where he's going, he said 

"All the way," now



One by one as they 

Walk right through the door, they 

Keep on coming back 

Guess they just want more



He has fun fun fun and you 

Might call him a whore, but 

Just look where he's at 'cause 

He is the one that scores



Go!