Damn, I can't believe my luck There's a lump in my throat Like I'm passing the truck Damn, I can't believe my luck Am I reading you right? Aw, shucks, let's get outta here This movie sucks Damn, I can't believe my luck You wanna go? Well, come on, let's go Well, you still got all your baby fat Where'd you learn to talk like that? Damn, I ran my hand along the edge of your tan You started talking like a sailor man Damn, where'd you learn to talk like that? You wanna go? Well, come on, let's go I feel old, I feel young I feel lost, I feel won Callin' 911, callin' 911 We got an old guy here He's having too much fun, damn You wanna go? Well, come on, let's go Just tell me how you like it Scrambled of fried Over easy, poached on the side Just tell me how you like it I should've warned you When you wake up with me My kinky hair looks like a Joshua Tree I should've warned you, damn Do you really have to go? Do you really have to go? Well, go on then, go, damn