Up in Them Guts

I’ve got some money in my pocket, but it’s in the form of pills
If I want you to do something girl, we both know that you will
I’m a dirty, old man with a dirty set of dreams
Take off that dress if you want to keep it clean
Down in the basement (whoa)
And we’ll find out what you can do
In the basement
You can have a taste or two
Cause when you start forgetting, baby, that’s when we begin it
Nothing feels so perfect as being stuck all up in it (whoa)
Don’t worry about the noise or the boys in the yard
Sometimes being so easy makes another thing so hard
In the morning we can finish off the bottle
You can have another taste if you gotta
You can show how much you love me and I’ll really think you oughta
Cause I’ve got other bags, but I haven’t got a lot of
In the basement (whoa)
And we’ll find out what you can do
Down in the basement
We can have a taste or two
Cause when you start forgetting, baby, that’s when we begin
Nothing feels so perfect that I’ll be stuck all up in it (whoa)
I’m up in them guts
I’m up in them guts now
I’m up in them guts (whoa)