Hey you mrs. I don't know what the fuck your name is
I'm drawn to you, something's magnetic here
If I could approach you
Or even get close to the scent that you left behind
I'd be fine

No doubt that (no doubt)
You bring out (bring out)
The animal inside

I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive

Hey you mrs. too good to look my way and that's cool
You don't want nothing at all to do with me
But I want you, ain't nothin' wrong with, wanting you
'Cause I'm a man and I can think what the hell I want
You got that straight?

No doubt that (no doubt)
I'd love to (I'd love)
Sniff on them panties now

I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive

I'm sorry, so sorry (damn you're so hot)
You beauty is so vain (damn you're so hot)
It drives me, yes, it drives me (damn you're so hot)
Absolutely insane

I just wanna look at you
I just wanna look at you
I just wanna look at you, all day
There ain't nothing wrong, no
There ain't nothing wrong with that

Once you seep in (once you seep in)
Under my skin (under my skin)
There's nothing (nothing), there's nothing (nothing)
In this world that could wash you away (wash you away, wash you away)
Once you seep in (once you seep in) yeah
Under my skin (under my skin)
There's nothing (nothing), there's nothing (nothing)
In this world that could wash you away (wash you away)

I'm sorry, so sorry (damn you're so hot)
You beauty is so vain (damn you're so hot)
It drives me, yes, it drives me (damn you're so hot)
Absolutely insane

I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Fred Durst, John Everett Otto, Mike Smith, Samuel Robert Rivers