Rats and Rags

All the rats and rags
Run to me, run to me
All the dogs and ducks
Come to me, come to me

Fuck
I ain't to be trusted
I'm busted
If I can't cut the shit
How can I cut the mustard?
Easily, easily
I place the knife between my teeth
Forget that I could breathe
Then ask polite to leave

Then we wrap this up
Then we wrap this down
But then we wrap this, wrap this
But then we wrap this around

All the rats and rags
Run to me, run to me
All the dogs and ducks
Come to me, come to me

If I wanted touchin' I'd touch myself
Clumsily, clumsily
If I wanted lovin' I'd love myself
Lovingly, with love

Then we wrap this up
Then we wrap this down
Well, then we wrap this, wrap this
But then we wrap this around

Sure enough
There's a lot of love
Sure enough
There's a lot of love
Sure enough
There's more to love
Sure enough
Sure enough

Around the corner
Around the bend
Around the table
Around anything we want

We can wrap it around
We can wrap it around
We can wrap it around
Anything we want
We can wrap it around
We can wrap it around
We can wrap it around
Anything we want

All the rats and rags
Run to me, run to me
All the dogs and ducks
Come to me, come to me

If I wanted cussin' I'd cuss myself
If I wanted fuckin' I'd fuck myself
If I wanted touchin' I'd touch myself
Clumsily, clumsily
If I wanted loving, I'd love myself
Lovingly, with love