Yeah, yes, yes
Have I told ya [x4]
You could really get it on, you could really get it on
Have I told ya [x4]
You could really get it on, you could really get it on

I was at an all night diner
The sign said, Triple X
But they were talking about root beer
I'm just sitting down
Thinking about nothing
Looking at the thin air
Breathing up the oxygen

Have I told ya, have I told ya
You could really get it on, you could really get it on

A guy comes up, looking pretty 8-ball
Snaggletooth smile, sits down at my table
Puts his arm around me, starts to share his information
He said, he said, he said [x4] this is what he said
I have sex, I'm always thinking about the pavement
So I can avoid premature ejaculation
I got up, remembering to thank him
Better things to do so I'll start drinking

Have I told ya [x4]
You could really get it on, you could really get it on
Have I told ya [x4]

I'm in Tahoka, now I'm gonna hook up
With the parties, unfortunately like always
No one has any ideas, damn

Have I told ya [x4],
You could really get it on, you could really get it on?

repeated until fade...