Alright
Yeah-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh
Wow-wo-wo-wo-wo
Yeah-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh
Wow-wo-wo-wo-wo
Wanna give it out
Wanna beef it up
Wanna make it beg for more
You gotta keep it clean
Your little meat mashine
Because it's the only, only one you got
Gotta make it last
Sign an autograph
Getting ready to get it on
You gotta wipe it clean
Get that magic sheen
So wipe it 'til it bleeds
Yeah-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh
Wipe it 'til it bleeds
Wow-wo-wo-wo-wo
It's your golden toy
Make it make some noise
You gotta make it cream
Such a shiny dream
You gotta check the seam
Got my scandinavian leather on
Never let it dry
Or it will fucking die
You gotta let it breathe
Gotta stretch it out
Gotta flex it out
Work that baby all night long
Work that baby all night long
All night long
See the young lord
Looking so very good
He rode down to the village
Just like we knew he would
He's such a lusty little hipster
He takes what he wants
Subcultural greed. He's a boy of many needs
And now, right now
We're gonna wipe him 'til he bleeds
Wipe it 'til it bleeds
You gotta keeps it clean
Writer(s): Hans Dyvik, Thomas Speltzer, Christer Engen, Pal Kjaernes, Rune Gronn, Knut Schreiner, Lars Horntveth
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