Shake Is For 8th Graders

[Intro - Spoken]
Voice 1: "What happened to your shine?"
Voice 2: "I used to have a shine, huh."
Voice 1: "And what happened to it?"
Voice 2: "Well, what kind of shine was it?"

[Verse]
Beneath you drips my type
I'll keep tabs on her wardrobe especially
If the negligent negligee slips ever so gently off the slip of her ass
A letter picked, jaundiced and paved
Your cheap spurs are only swelling with age

[Chorus]
I won't get Tourette's if you don't get Tourette's
I won't get Tourette's if you don't get to rest
I won't get Tourette's if you don't get Tourette's
I won't get Tourette's if you don't get to rest

[Spoken]
Voice 1: "So what happened to your shine?"
Voice 2: "I guess it disappeared... uh, thanks to you."
Voice 1: "Why me?"
Voice 2: "I dont know, 'cause you're the one that only mentions it"

[Bridge]
I haven't heard a groan like that
Since jailbait bars came blessed with rugs
I'll wrap this light post round your devoted staff

I haven't heard a groan like that
Since jailbait bars came blessed with rugs
Came their sighs of twisting cables

To have deflected their charms
I am unable to be listed in your regards
If you hurry home I might prevent those scars

[Outro]
A stretch of nothingness on stationary mangled when
The sleepy wheels rolled 6am so early in the morning
A stretch of nothingness on stationary mangled when
The sleepy wheels rolled 6am so early in the morning