Take it or leave it. Baby take it or leave it. But I know you won't leave it. Cause I know that you need it.
Look in the mirror. When I look in the mirror. Baby I see it clearer. Why you wanna be nearer.
Pre-Chorus I'm not surprised. I sympathize. Ah. I can't deny. Your appetite. Ah.
Chorus You got a fetish for my love. I push you out and you come right back. Don't see a point in blaming you. If I were you I'd do me too.
Verse 2 Reaching your limit. Say you're reaching your limit. Going over your limit. But I know you can't quit it.
Something about me. Got you hooked on my body. Take you over and under and twisted up like origami.
Pre-Chorus I'm not surprised. I sympathize. Ah. I can't deny. Your appetite. Ah.
Chorus You got a fetish for my love. I push you out and you come right back. Don't see a point in blaming you. If I were you I'd do me too.
Gucci Verse & Bridge The way you walk, the way you talk I blame you cuz its all your fault Ya playin hard don't turn me off Ya acting hard but I know you soft You my fetish, I'm so with it All these rumors bein spreaded Might as well go head and whip it cuz they sayin we already did it Call on Gucci if ya ever need and I'll be South Beach in the drop top gleamin Order diamonds, Aquafina Just need you in a blue bikini
Chorus You got a fetish for my love. I push you out and you come right back. Don't see a point in blaming you. If I were you I'd do me too.
In the middle of the hockey game Machine comes out to clean up the stage But things are different this particular day 'Cuz Pete the Zombie's here – he's looking insane Gets on his baby and he's loaded on beer Turns the ignition on and starts up a cheer He's got that look in his eye – time to do something bad Cheers turn to screams and it is totally rad
Fear the Zamboni Fear the Zamboni Fear the Zamboni Everyone scream
And so begins the bench clearing brawl Nobody here is safe – no matter how tall And don't you even try to leave your seat 'Cuz nothing's gonna stop Zamboni Pete He'll grind you up in his machine of death Watch your intestines get pulled out of your chest There's a decapitated head in the goal post The home team wins and now they're toast
Fear the Zamboni Fear the Zamboni Fear the Zamboni Everyone scream
What's this commotion on the hockey rink? The screams of pain and my God, what a stink The smell of beer and piss and rotting flesh Entrails are scattered at this game of death Everyone's dead but the fun's just begun There's the door, Pete's gotta run With his icy tank of certain fate When he comes to your town you'll know it's too late
Fear the Zamboni Fear the Zamboni Fear the Zamboni Everyone scream