I never had the chance to meet you, I don’t know what I would have said,
But when I heard you comin’ out the speaker, it made the hair stand on my head, See, controversy never put me off, if y’all got a parade let me jump on in it,
And a dirty mind is just a sign o’ the times,
When you chopped that axe we knew you was fixing to win it,
Had to check you out, checka-check, we had to check you out,
But you went checking out too soon, checka-check, we keep checking you out. True love knows heartache like a grape knows wine,
You had your revolution, Morris had the time,
But time don’t stand still, it crawls or it’s running out,
You sit at the kitchen table and hear your father shout,
Screaming in his madness, tearing at the seams,
Nothing came of all those songs, all those dreams,
So the music plays and you slip out the side,
Get on your motorcycle and take us for a ride while we check you out. Checka-check, we had to check you out,
But you went checking out too soon, checka-check, we keep checking you out. And here comes darling Nikki, oh, here she comes,
