Lyrics

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