Only Funkin' - Bad Manners

When you go out can you pull a bird every week

You whisper gently and you kiss them upon the beak

Are you nervous when you get back to her pad

How do you compare with the last one she had

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin', it’s only funkin'

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin' with you

On the floor, on the floor

Put on your make up, sit behind that mirror for hours

Put on the stuff that makes your privates smell of flowers

Do you look the way you see yourself in your dreams

Just like the centerfold in glossy magazines

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin, it’s only funkin' anyway

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin, it’s only funkin' anyway

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin, it’s only funkin' anyway

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin, it’s only funkin' anyway

Are you man enough and can you measure up

Are you frightened to admit your size of cup

All the worries that get heaped upon your back

What’s the difference when you get into the sack

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin', it’s only funkin'

It’s only funkin', it’s only funkin' with you

On the floor

All night long

On the floor

All night long