Paroles de Mr. Driver

You're in the void Got you feeling cold With your voice 'Cause it's your choice I've got my poise And he can bring the noise With my boys Puking in a Rolls-Royce I want to bleed on my squire (and I need) I want a plier (I gotta be) My empty pile (a disease) Take some water (lesser than I need) 'Cause I'm vile (can it be?) Mister Driver Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! My pecker's long! it's got me feeling strong When I sing this song And you smoke this bong Rock it all night long Will you want to be long? 'Cause we're feeling gone My sexual VietCong I want to bleed on my squire (and I need) I want a plier (I gotta be) My empty pile (a disease) Take some water (lesser than I need) Cause I'm vile (can it be?) Mister Driver Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!