She's my super freakSeven days a weekShe's so perfect to meI wouldn't change a pieceWe float like samuraisWe're crouching tiger tagsWe pray the tiger wouldJust do what tiger shouldOh good lord, oh god damnLooks like we're in love againI guess we got to squeezeI guess we got to squeezeOh good lord, oh god damnLooks like we're flat broke againI guess we got to squeezeI guess we got to squeezeShe said she liked my styleMy trousers from MilanShe paints her fingernailsPretty like candlelightsShe saidI know you're dreaming of meCause when I'm gone, all you do is cryHush now, please don't cryIt's okay, you don't have to worryOh good lord, oh god damnLooks like we're in love againI guess we got to squeezeI guess we got to squeezeOh good lord, oh god damnLooks like we're flat broke againI guess we got to squeezeI guess we got to squeezeI guess we got to squeeze