He has fun, fun, fun and you
He's waiting for just the right
Planning out his thoughts
He is the one that scores
I guess, they just want more
I saw my friend there
Those girls down on their knees
In those dark sweaty rooms
Walk right through the door
I guess, they just want more
Out on the field today
Just look where he's at 'cause
I asked him, where he's going?
He said, "All the way"
Might call him a whore but
He has fun, fun, fun and you
Now, one by one as they
Walk right through the door
They keep on coming back
One by one as they
They keep on coming back
Just look where he's at 'cause
'Cause you can always see
Might call him a whore but
