Testo di Mr. Backrub

He was the biggest sleaze in the office, Years later he'd be known as Mr. Backrub, He'd melt you with his mini-pony tail and goatee, And kill you with his "in touch with my feelings" gaze He makes me sick, He gives me creeps, I hope he stays away from me, from me, He makes me sick, He gives me creeps, I hope he stays away On a drunk and desperate night, My friend went home with him, None of us could believe it, "He's really okay, It was just a lay, He's aware, At least someone cares", My intelligence insulted He makes me sick, He gives me creeps, I hope he stays away from me, from me, He makes me sick, He gives me creeps, I hope he stays away I'm sure he's cruising in his Jeep Cherokee, In retrospect it doesn't mean that much to me