Released on June 30, 1992

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[Verse 1]

Everyone seem to be singin' for Satan

Guess I will too

What a joke, you make me laugh

'Til I turn blue


[Verse 2]

Everyone's hair is out to there

What a manly lookin' crew

I don't think I'll tease my hair

I'd rather sit here, teasin' you


[Chorus]

Won't you writhe like snakes down on the floor?

Out you go and in come one hundred and more


[Verse 3]

I seem to have lost my cowboy boots

With green fringe runnin' down the side

My sewing machine has made me green

'Cause my jeans didn't turn out tight


[Verse 4]

And all these roads I turn for you

You keep my livin' alive

Your smile overweighs the miles

And your kiss makes it worth the ride


[Chorus]

Won't you writhe like snakes down on the floor?

Out you go and in come one hundred and more