Uh I can't help my feelings, I'll go out of my mind These players out to get me 'cause they like my behind I can't love my business if I can't get a trick Down on Santa Monica where tricks are for kids Oh Come on and kick me Oh Come on and kick me Come on and kick me You've got your problems I got my eyes wide You got your big Gs I got my hash pipe I can't help my boogies They get out of control I know that you don't care But I want you to know The knee-stocking flavor is a favorite treat Of men that don't bother with the taste of a teat Oh Come on and kick me Oh Come on and kick me Come on and kick me You got your problems I got my eyes wide You got your big Gs I've got my hash pipe Oh, I got my hash pipe Oh Come on and kick me Oh Come on and kick me Come on and kick me You got your problems I've got my eyes wide You've got your big Gs I got my hash pipe Oh, I got my hash pipe Uh And I've got my hash pipe Uh And I've got my hash pipe