I'm gettin very attached to this black and white hat.
I'm havin really dirty dreams about love and ice cream.
My friend let me down on a score
I think I paid him the night before.
It's all a game for shirts or skins.
I've played it honey and it's hard to win.
I ran out 'n' said I needed the walk;
when you're very badly beaten it's hard to talk

[chorus] And to get through to you I'd wear a bunny suit
fighting with Jesus for a big bag of love.

I'd take you with me but ya don't like what it does to you.
It's the only way I know that I can get close to you.
I'd like to take you out and dine on peyote.
But I've got as much hope as Wyle E. Coyote ...

[chorus] ...