Oh, drop your laundry and slam the door
I want your love so give me more
I'm a beggar but I don't want a dime
(Ahh)

Oh baby, baby, it's fuck time
You know I really want to make you mine
Oh baby, baby, it's fuck time
There is nothing left to say, yeah

Take a look into my eyes
I want to hold you 'til you're paralyzed

Oh, Amanda Jones, your holy grace
I want to choke you 'til you're blue in the face
Have dirty thoughts and a dirty mind
(Ahh)

Oh baby, baby, it's fuck time
You know I really want to make you mine
Oh baby, baby, it's fuck time
There is nothing left to say, yeah

Take a look into my eyes
I want to hold you 'til you're paralyzed
(Ahh, ahh)
(Ha ha ha ha)
(Yeah)
(Woo)

Take a look into my eyes
I want to hold you 'til you're paralyzed
Take a look into my eyes
I want to hold you 'til you're paralyzed

(Ahh, ahh)
(Ha ha ha ha)

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tre Cool