Well you know
Id love to be a shick on speed
Running every morning
Over blonde german faces
And shave, just shave

If I was a shick on pills
Id go in a discotheque
Run over dancefloor maces
And shave, shave again

Nice to be a shick on stick
Laying every morning
On the patchwork blanket on my bed
And shave and shave and shave

Now I am a shick on spleen
Cutting every morning
All my legs, all my head
Born to shave, only shave