There´s this one guy
There´s no one like him in all the world
´Cause you can´t always see
Those girls down on there knees

In those dark sweaty rooms
Planning out his thoughts
He´s waiting for just the right

One by one as they
Walk right through the door, they
Keep on coming back I
Guess they just want more

He has fun fun fun and you
Might call him a whore, but
Just look where he´s at ´cause
He is the one that scores

I saw my friend there
Out on the field today
I asked him where he´s going, he said
"All the way.", now

One by one as they
Walk right through the door, they
Keep on coming back I
Guess they just want more

He has fun fun fun and you
Might call him a whore, but
Just look where he´s at ´cause
He is the one that scores

Go!