I was traveling on, moving on the road to my Jehovah,
It was the only thing, I knew how to do,
She was banging a gong,
She was banging and banging it over and over,
She said, "You better get some music in you”,
And you know, I’m saving some
From the person I’ve [bad word] 
And if you are willing to wait long, 
Some better [bad word] along,
 
I am a song!
I am an aural subsidy,
I am a song!
three minute symphony, 
Yes, I belong to the society, a piety to love,
But I still need someone to show, now baby
 
I was hanging around, 
I was hanging around ,
At the bottom of the food chain, looking for you,
You were powered down, 
You were caught in a [bad word] with your vajayjay,
Well, is there anything I can do?
Cause I can lend a helping hand,
Be careful where you stand,
Cause I turn into King Kong,
When the coffee gets too strong
 
I am a song!
An evil siren’s melody,
I am a song!
In an unusual key,
Yes I belong to give punishment and merriment, and love,
I fit you like a music glove,
Now, baby
 
You were bringing me down,
You were hymning and hawing about the Apocalypse,
While we were stuck in an elevator,
I had to turn you around
And wise you up, to bring you back to your grips,
Oh, you can thank me for it later,
But we couldn’t [bad word] this far without a very special car,
Someday we’ll right the wrongs
Of Joe Lean and The Jing Jang Jong
 
I am a song!
And though my words don’t often rhyme,
I am a song!
With a refreshing twist of lime,
Yes, I’m a bloke,
I’ll have my [bad word]  cause it’s something to do with love,
But I’m not bigger than love, now, baby,
No, I’m not bigger that love, now, baby,
I’m not bigger than love, love, baby, [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on now, baby