You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading
Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher
Feel the stroke of your [bad word]  my blank sheet of paper
I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later

We'll invent new four letter words 
You are the bitter, I am the sweet  [bad word] through the fields, sing with the birds 
You are the griddle, I am the meat

I'll turn you on like the [bad word] 
You are the bitter, I am the sweet 
Flick on the switch and light your pilot light
You are the griddle, I am the meat

You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading 
Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher 
Feel the stroke of your [bad word]  my blank sheet of paper 
I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later

We'll laugh away our golden years 
You are the bitter, I am the sweet 
We'll line the clouds with silver tears 
You are the griddle, I am the meat

You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading 
Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher 
Feel the stroke of your [bad word]  my blank sheet of paper 
I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later

You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading 
Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher 
Feel the stroke of your [bad word]  my blank sheet of paper 
I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later

You are the bitter, I am the sweet
You are the griddle, I am the meat
You are the trick, I am the treat
You are the circus, I am the freak

You are the bitter, I am the sweet
You are the griddle, I am the meat
You are the trick, I am the treat
You are the circus, I am the freak