(Jesse James Dupree/Jeff Worley/Chris Worley) Smoke signal rising from my cigarette like an Indian warrior taking all I can get. Your never quite sure just how much I know, only that they call me chief rock a ho. Cause I'm always thinkin' dirty, always thinkin' sin, always movin' over and sliding it in. Pumpin' like a diesel, stopping on a dime. I've been a bad boy for such a long time.
And I'm feeling sleezy dirty, feelin' kinda mean, feelin' up and down and in between.
Feelin' kinda cocky, feel I'm on a rise, feel myself a cumin' beetween your thighs.
You wear your warpaint, it looks good to me, Hey baby why don't you step inside my teepee.
Smoke on my peacepipe, It'll make you high.
You never know until you give it a try.
Cause, I live for right now, day after day.
I use you up and then I'll throw you away.
I'll pump you like a diesel, stop you on a dime.(he's been a bad boy) for such a long time. [Chorus:]
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