Goldmine

Oh yeah

I take a pill or two

To make me nice for you

Buzz me at three AM

You're feelin' flirty, dirty

It's not called making out

If you are over thirty

She got the goldmine

I got the shaft

I'm seven-forty-seven

She's anti-aircraft

She makes me insecure

But that should make her fear me more

She got the goldmine

But I'm fine, fine, fine

I am a waste of time

December valentine

She is a rich bitch

She call me Macho Man

She speak in tiny words

But I don't understand

She got the goldmine

I got the shaft

She Thomas Jefferson

I'm William Howard Taft

She makes me insecure

But that should make her fear me more

She got the goldmine

But I'm fine, fine, fine

Super-duper, freaky-deaky, funky-funky, hey-oh

Super-duper, freaky-deaky, funky-funky (Super-duper)

(She got my headlights in her eyes)

(She got my headlights in her eyes) (Super-duper)

(She got my headlights in her eyes) (Oh-oh)

(She got my headlights in her eyes) (Super-duper)

She got the goldmine

I got the shaft

She is the Nobel Prize

I am a rough draft

She makes me insecure

But that should make her fear me more

She got the goldmine

But I'm fine, fine, fine

Fine, fine, fine, fine

She got the goldmine

I got the shaft

I'm seven-forty-seven

She's anti-aircraft

She makes me insecure

But that should make her fear me more

She got the goldmine

But I'm fine, fine, fine

She got the goldmine

She got the goldmine