Who's that caching round our door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four
Is it you again, coming 'round for more?
You can get some taters tonight if you want
But in the morning make sure you've got Pepto!
I'm talkin' to you -
Hot legs!
Wearing me out!
Hot legs!
Tearin' my guts out!
Hot legs!
It's the name of the hide -
I hate Rod's music!
You taste so great upon my tongue
You promise all kinds of fun
But what you don't understand
It's too much grease for this man!
Gonna need a shot of Maalox please
By the time you're finished with me!
I'm talking to you -
Hot legs!
You're an alley cat,
Hot legs!
Hangin' up there like that!
Hot legs!
Gimme a Big Mary too!
I hate Rod's music!