[intro] I don't want your money. I don't want your promises. I don't even really want your heart. I just want... the nectar. The harvest. The goods. [verse ] I’m waiting in the shadows of a velvet room! Waiting for the cannon to finally go boom! I need the baby batter, the gentleman's relish! Give me something thick that I can truly embellish! Pour out the man-mayo, the sweet baby gravy! I'm drowning in the ocean, baby, come on and save me! I want the liquid gold, I want the magic potion! I want the sticky rain to set my heart in motion! [pre-chorus] Oh, I'm waiting for the flood of the trouser tears! The sweetest damn release of my teenage years! I'm looking for the chowder, the vanilla extract! We're sealing the deal and we're signing the pact! [chorus ] Give me your love! Give me the joy juice tonight! Give me your love, in the fading of the bedroom light! Serve up the brogurt, the protein shake! How much of this pudding can a good girl take?! Bring on the danger sap, don't you dare stop! I’m waiting on the mountain for the absolute drop! Give me your love! Give me your love! [verse 2 ] I'm climbing up the ladder for the tadpole syrup! Riding on the stallion, standing up in the stirrup! I want the wiggle water, I want the pearl jam! I don't want a trickle, I want the whole damn dam! Give me the knuckle juice, the baby-making cream! The absolute pinnacle of the American Dream! I want the disco syrup! The gentleman’s froth! I’m cutting the fabric right out of the cloth! [pre-chorus] Oh, I'm waiting for the flood of the trouser tears! The sweetest damn release of my teenage years! I'm looking for the chowder, the vanilla extract! We're sealing the deal and we're signing the pact! [chorus] Give me your love! Give me the joy juice tonight! Give me your love, in the fading of the bedroom light! Serve up the brogurt, the protein shake! How much of this pudding can a good girl take?! Bring on the danger sap, don't you dare stop! I’m waiting on the mountain for the absolute drop! Give me your love! Give me your love! [bridge] (Female, whispering passionately): Give it to me, Gary. Give me the... the man-chowder. The ghost load. The love puddle. The... brogurt. [guitar solo] (Instrumental] [epic climax chorus] Give me your love! Give me the joy juice tonight! Give me your love, in the fading of the bedroom light! Serve up the brogurt, the protein shake! How much of this pudding can a good girl take?! Bring on the danger sap, don't you dare stop! I’m waiting on the mountain for the absolute drop! Give me your love! Give me your love! [outro] (Panting softly) Yeah. That's the baby gravy. (Sighs happily) Good boy.
