What?
Say what?
He my nun
Hot milk
Tweak my nipple
Champagne and ripple
Shamans go cripple
My sales go triple
We drop lobotomy beats
Evaporated meats on high-tech streets
We go solo
Dance floors and talk shows
Hot dogs
No Doz
Hot sex in back rows
I wanna know what makes you scream
Be your twenty-million-dollar fantasy
He my nun
Treat you real good
Expensive jeans
Hollywood freaks on the Hollywood scene
Touch it real good if you want a piece
He my nun
Party people know I'm that type of freak
Shit
People look so snooty
Take pills make them moody
Automatic bzooty
Zero to tutti fruitti
Sex in the halls
Niagara Falls
Local shopping malls receive anonymous calls
Hot like a cheetah
Neon mamacita
Eat at tacoria
Pop locking beats from Korea
Looking like jail bait
Selling lots of real estate
Looking like a hot date
Banging like an 808
I wanna know what makes you scream
What? Say what?
Be your twenty million dollar fantasy
He my nun
Treat you real good
Expensive jeans
Hollywood freaks on the Hollywood scene
Touch it real good if you want a piece
He my nun
Party people know I'm that type of freak
Do you want to feel this
Do you want to feel this
Norman Schwartzkoff
Something tells me you want to go home
Champagne bibles
Custom clothes you own
Calling up from special area codes
Hollywood nuns with the Hollywood phones
I got nothing to do
Nowhere to go
I'll tell you what you want if you want to know
Satin sheets
Tropical oils
Turn up the heat till the swimming pool boils
Let all the neighbors read it in the papers
Making all those gentlemen cry
Realistic tears
Did you like that? Yeah one more time
I wanna know what makes you scream
Be your twenty million dollar fantasy
He my nun
Treat you real good
Expensive jeans
Hollywood freaks on the Hollywood scene
Touch it real good if you want a piece
He my nun
Party people know I'm that type of freak
Jocking my Mercedes
Probably have my baby
Shop at Old Navy
He wish he was a lady
Do you want to feel this
Do you want to feel this
Do you want to feel this
Yeah
Do you want to feel this
Do you really want to feel this
Do you wanna feel like the band O.D.
Dance floors and all the talk shows
Hot dogs
No Doz
Hot sex in back rows
You know
Hyundais tricked out in Christmas in July
Six-point-two percent
Yeah you fill in the blank
Scrape it
Tutti fruitti
Automatic bzooty
Yeah I'm mixing business with leather
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NOTES:
Early on when Beck was first performing this song in 1998, it was originally titled "Jockin' My Mercedes"
APPEARS ON:
Midnite Vultures
YEAR RELEASED:
1999
DATE RECORDED:
July 1998 - June 1999
LENGTH:
3:59
OTHER TITLE:
Jockin' My Mercedes
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
PROGRAMMED BY:
The Dust Brothers
Tony Hoffer
ENGINEERED BY:
The Dust Brothers
MIXED BY:
Michael Patterson
Beck Hansen
STUDIO:
PCP Labs
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen Vocals, Bass Synthesizer
Justin Meldal-Johnsen Bass
Roger Manning, Jr. Synthesizer
Arnold McCuller Background Vocals
Valerie Pinkton Background Vocals
The Dust Brothers Scratching
Arroyo Bombers Background Vocals
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