Smoke signal rising from my cigarette I'm like an Indian warrior taking all I can get You're never quite sure just how much I know Only that they call me Chief Rock-A-Ho 'Cause I'm always thinking dirty, always thinking sin Always moving over and sliding it in Pumping like a diesel, stopping on a dime I been a bad boy for such a long time And I'm...
[Chorus:] Feelin' sleazy dirty Feelin' kinda mean Feelin' up and down and in between Feelin' kinda cocky Feel I'm on the rise Feel myself a coming between your thighs
You wear you war paint, it looks good to me Hey baby why don't you step inside my tepee? Smoke on my peace pipe, it'll make you high You never know until you give it a try I live for the right now day after day I'll use you up and then I'll throw you away I pump you like a diesel, I stop you on a dime I been a bad boy for such a long time
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