Three o’clock in the morningReal Wild my mindDrive down to the edge of townMeet some hard boys tonightYou make me wanna say pleaseYou bring me down to my kneesTrouble comes in threesI don’t know who to believeI found you lurking in a wheelie binYou were trying not to catch my eyeDid the moonlight take you by surpriseYou know what I want man, tell me if you got it nowHard muscles of ironLegs you just need to climbGive me your best shotMy temperature’s hotI’m not the one you wanted but I’m the one you gotThese twisted new age puritansDon’t know they’re bornThey piss all over my afghan rugAnd leave their shit on my lawnFuckersYou make me wanna say pleaseYou bring me down to my kneesTrouble comes in threesI don’t know who to believe