How do you do that cool dance?
Baby, don't split those hot pants
I got these moves that we can do to and sing
I don't look too good in pink

I use to slash myself up
I like to play it tough
Cuts, bruises, blood oozes, bones breaking rough
You gotta handle that stuff

Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it

I want to be your cat
Screw that
I'm not sixteen but I got leather boots and suede
Ah, go fuck your pain away

I heard you like kinky shit
That just depends who I'm with
What is it S&M or some kind of toy?
Like you said Search And Destroy

Some people don't like my crotch
Because it's got fuzzy spots
But if you play Moses, you'll meet burning bush, baby
And that is just what I've got

Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it

And if you lay there with sin
Escape the city I'm in
Come on and knock'em where its rocking non-stop
Make your way to Berlin

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Merrill Nisker