Got some Sticky tar
Flowin' through my throat
Like an antidote
To the evening
It's the Sticky tar
In a sticky jar
Keeping me afloat
From sleeping
And when I feel the beat
I take my body with my feet
To have some sticky tar
In the corner bar
This evening
Got some sticky tar
On this afternoon
In a dusty room
Lost feeling
She a superstar
On her sticky tar
She a crazy loon
She fleeting
But in this daze she feel
A crazy kicking in her heel
On this sticky tar
With a thick guitar
She speeding
And I am a hypochondriac
To the sick sickness of a track
Hiding in cold cars
Shooting up black tars
Till nothing
Give me sticky tar
That sticky caviar
On a silver spoon
To feed me
Shot the sticky tar
Took me very far
Right up to the moon
So greedy
And when she wraps her legs around
I lose control of sight and sound
I taste sticky tar
And it's so bizarre
I love it
But in this daze she feel
A crazy kicking in her heel
On the sticky tar
With a thick guitar
She speeding