Connie

His teeth are bad, the place is a mess

He only sees the sun when he's getting undressed

And all he wants when he feels like coming down

Is a big bad bitch waiting on the other side of town

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Connie can't get enough

When he brings a bag

You don't mind that he can't get it up

Connie can't get enough

When he comes around

You don't mind that he can't get it up

She wonders where her reasons went

Oh it's not the same as it was back then

Now all she wants is a man on a leash

To sit for her and beg whenever she needs

Sit, now beg

Sit, beg

Connie can't get enough

When he brings a bag

You don't mind that he can't get it up

Connie can't get enough

When he comes around

You don't mind that he can't get it up

Connie can't get enough

When he brings a bag

You don't mind that he can't get it up

Connie can't get enough

When he comes around

You don't mind that he can't get it up

You better give it up

You better give it up

You better give it up

You better give it up