Futon Strap It On lyrics

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