Lyrics

Come on, Slick-Dick, show 'em what you got Birnbaum true, old prophet of the hog Stain on the shrine of our alma mater And I feel him here tonight Uncross my legs when he shakes the bleacher And I pray for you tonight Come on, pappy, now Let me see you howl Love you, I love you, I love you, high time That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i'n't that right? 'Cause I'm Slick-Dick's baby now, fat money And I love the way you howl, so funny And I love you, I love you, I love you, high time That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i'n't that right? Right now Uh oh, everyone knows Uh oh, everyone knows Uh oh, everyone knows Uh oh, everyone knows Big G, little O Let's go-go, Ricky, let's go! Uh oh, everyone knows Uh oh, everyone knows Big G, little O Big D, that's Ricky, righto! Kick that clove-lung, chicle-chewing chump If you don't make all-pro, I'll harsh him up I whisper some'n 'bout "step their necks in slow" I kiss your helmet, sell it Go, Rick, go! Everybody knows that I'm Slick-Dick's baby now, fat money And I love the way you howl, so funny And I love you, I love you, I love you, high time That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i'n't that right? 'Cause I'm Slick-Dick's baby, and I love the way he Runs, runs, runs like no other (And I love you) Love you, I love you, I love you, high time (I love you) That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i'n't that right, now? They run like there's something to it Pig-skinny, true, but God's on you So pedal to it Guns out, pappy Oh, I thought you looked at me No, but you turn around, gun it And knock him out Love me like the barracks, still and tall Love me like you love America And when you choke that fucker, call me wife And when he's out, my god, I love my life Hey, hey, hie Love you, I love you, I love you, high time That you run, run, run, run I'n't that right, now? I love you I love you Feel him everywhere I feel him everywhere I feel him everywhere I feel him now