Junkyard Girl

Jodie was a pretty girl
She was smelling like stub (whoa)
In a junkyard I met her
She was a really big snob (whoa)

And you know, when patchouli's on the booty
Can't restrain my temper anymore
Let it flow, I know my duty, lovely beauty
Come with me and let it go

When we both get drunk
Sometimes we do it
When I'm talking junk
Usually not
Because you're a punk
Sometimes you get naked
And I get on

How much I loved that girl
She was living the pub (whoa)
Paid her one beer and you got her
In fact, she was a big slut (whoa)

And you know, when patchouli's on the booty
Can't restrain my temper anymore
Let it flow, I know my duty, lovely beauty
Come with me and let it go

When we both get drunk
Sometimes we do it
When I'm talking junk
Usually not
Because you're a punk
Sometimes you get naked
And I get on

When we both get drunk
Sometimes we do it
When I'm talking junk
Usually not
Because you're a punk
Sometimes you get naked
And I get on

When we both get drunk
Sometimes we do it
When I'm talking junk
Usually not
Because you're a punk
Sometimes you get naked
And I get on

When we both get drunk
Sometimes we do it
When I'm talking junk
Usually not
Because you're a punk
Sometimes you get naked
And I get on