Futon Strap It On
She's a super freak, dirty cheap, low rent funk machine
Never go to sleep, makes you weep
She can do no wrong
And she's gone
Gotta give it out on the couch
Such a dirty mouth
Camera junky pout, putting out
Til the break of dawn
Turn me on
And I don't give a damn where you come from, strap it
on, so come on
And I don't give a damn where you come from, you're the
bomb, strap it on
Ready to invade, hand grenade
Flick the switch to fade
Never touch the brake, accelerate
'Cause you're out of control
Rock and roll
Strutting across the floor like a whore
She's a ten or more never seen before
She's hardcore to the bone
She's a clone
And I don't give a damn where you come from, strap it
on, so come on
And I don't give a damn where you come from, you're the
bomb, strap it on
