Текст песни O.I.L. (Can't Get Enough Of That Sticky)

Tell me you love me, I think about it every day Addicted to the sweet sticky stuff That makes a man a slave I just need another hit, just another sip From that bright black ship in pump Keep your drink dough and drugs There's only one kinda 'crude' that I love (O.I.L.) Can't get enough of that sticky stuff Yeah I would kill for the thrill And I regularly do Popping bottles of black bubbles baby You gotta do what you gotta do I just need another hit, just another sip From that bright black ship in pump And if you stop me having more Then I tell you there'll be war (O.I.L.) Can't get enough of that sticky stuff Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky Make a kind man wanna be rough Sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky Make the gentle wanna be tough Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky Make a good girl wanna be bad Sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky Drive sane folks totally... mad (O.I.L.) (O.I.L.) Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky Make a kind man wanna be rough