Well you know,

Id love to be a shick on speed

Running every morning

Over blonde German faces

And shave, just shave



If I was a shick on pills

Id go in a discotheque

Run over dancefloor maces

And shave, shave again



Nice to be a shick on stick

Laying every morning

On the patchwork blanket on my bed

And shave and shave and shave



Now I am a shick on spleen

Cutting every morning

All my legs, all my head

Born to shave, only shave