Lyrics
Verse I
Big red, hot head.
Needs some satisfaction, won t take nothin instead.
Misled Co-ed.
Actin like a star, she imitates a bedspread.
Chorus
There ain t no stoppin when your nerves start poppin
and your hot head takes control.
Just keep it up.
Verse II
What s dead, ahead?
Who the hell cares, let s get our appetites fed.
So she said , who s bed?
And on and on it goes until your body runs dead
Verse III
Land plots, big yachts.
don t mean nothin when you re hot to trot
Cause you ain t no bank slot
Cash won t satisfy that spot that you got
Chorus
There ain t no stoppin when your nerves start poppin
and your hot head takes control.
Just keep it up.
Middle. spoken.(Male and female thinking to themselves)
Male: Oh no, I m Down
Female alien: Where did it go?
Is it always that small?
Male: Maybe I can get some VIAGRA.
Female: Maybe we should have a funeral?
Male: I hope I don t have to stay a Republican!
Female to male: I m goin home.
Call me later.
Male: What s this?
Female: Wait wait!
Male : AL right ….ALRiGHT!!!!!!(screams)
Verse IV
You got, a hot slot
And I got the cola that ll hit that spot.
forget-me-not, Come-a-lot,
Blood is pumpin harder waitin for that Big shot.
Just keep it up.
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