Testo Telemission

I think you know what I'm looking for
I wanna watch and rewind
Oh won't you do it ten times or more
Turn the volume and look the door

Cause girl you ain't got no soul
I'm a white-trash beast with a remote control
A peep-payer to the bone A touch of blood thru the telephone

And I don't care if everybody knows
As long as I got you
To lick your lips forever more
Just turn the volume and lock the door

(Chorus)