Text: Bag Of Toys. Nooner. More Sex Than Me.

Every night I'm down/I'm down I take it
Listening to the sounds, the walls their shakin'
Bang/Bang/banging on floor boards
That shit is driving me crazy

Can't stand the rumors but they're coming on
Might as well just lay down and get it on
Banging on the town and down you make it
One more sound I hear, I can't take it

It always seems like everybody/Everybody I know/
Every body's getting more sex than me
It always seems like everybody/Everybody I know/
Every body's getting more sex than me
I said Hey! I said Ho! Fooling around I said/Fooling around
I said Hey! I said Ho! Fooling around I said/Fooling around

Every morning, afternoon and evening
Big o pieces Plaster falling from the ceiling
It's a crack down / Down to the floor boards
Every day reminding me to get more

Everyone's talking about their all night session
Work is all a buzz, a buzz of confessions
and all I got are tales of shit that I heard
(through the walls) God damn I need to get a girl

It always seems like everybody/Everybody I know/
Every body's getting more sex than me
It always seems like everybody/Everybody I know/
Every body's getting more sex than me
I said Hey! I said Ho! Fooling around I said/Fooling around
I said Hey! I said Ho! Fooling around I said/Fooling around

I got the tension, did I mention
my twisted point of view to you
Cuz it's nothing I can't get through
It's just this banging, that I'm hating
Always reminding me of you
and the shit that we we used to do...
It's got me falling, all recalling all the balling and the stalling

It always seems like everybody/Everybody I know/
Every body's getting more sex than me
It always seems like everybody/Everybody I know/
Every body's getting more sex than me
I said Hey! I said Ho! Fooling around I said/Fooling around
I said Hey! I said Ho! Fooling around I said/Fooling around