Raunchola / Moby Dick

This is a hard, cold beat

You can go dance if you like

You won't get in trouble

And the tea has some spice

You wanna know it hits ya

You can make, have some fun

Watching them make you away

Up on the wall you won't

Aaaaah

What's in the wait, your waiter

We only ate your garnish

I ordered spam and rice

In this to say you're fired

We dance on the table tops

We only had your daughter

We ordered too many cocktails

What's in the way you love