I dont love you but i want to

just give me something i cant hold on to

come on baby and speed your lust to me

Heres my number on a cocktail napkin

think about it like a loaded weapon

cock the hammer and point that thing at me



Chorus: Why dont you call

Why dont you call

Why dont you call

Kill me for the thrill of it all



I want someone anyone

tall ones short ones skinny ones

I want someone anyone



You spend your nights at home crying

i spend mine death defying

i call it testing morality

So pull the goggles down over your eyes

and say goodnight to the rest of the barflies

im forever yours temporarily



Chorus



I want some one anyone

drunk ones spun ones anyone

i want someone anyone

fat ones whacked ones gimme some

i want someone anyone

spend some rent one lend me one

fun ones dumb ones gypsy chicks on rocks

done ones even chicks with chicken pox