Mr. Backrub Songtext / Lyric

He was the biggest sleaze in the office,

Years later he'd be known as Mr. Backrub,

He'd melt you with his mini-pony tail and goatee,

And kill you with his "in touch with my feelings" gaze



He makes me sick,

He gives me creeps,

I hope he stays away from me, from me,

He makes me sick,

He gives me creeps,

I hope he stays away






On a drunk and desperate night,

My friend went home with him,

None of us could believe it,

"He's really okay,

It was just a lay,

He's aware,

At least someone cares",

My intelligence insulted



He makes me sick,

He gives me creeps,

I hope he stays away from me, from me,

He makes me sick,

He gives me creeps,

I hope he stays away



I'm sure he's cruising in his Jeep Cherokee,

In retrospect it doesn't mean that much to me