Song parody of
Pump It Up
by Buckcherry
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Ive been on tenterhooks
Ending in dirty looks,
Listening to the muzak,
Thinking bout this n that.
She said that's that.
I don't wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
Or turn it down flat.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Down in the pleasure center,
Hell bent or heaven sent,
Listen to the propaganda,
Listen to the latest slander.
There's nothing underhand
That she wouldn't understand.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Shes been a bad girl.
Shes like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
Shes like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
Putting up your temperature.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Out in the fashion show,
Down in the bargain bin,
You put your passion out
Under the pressure pin.
Fall into submission,
Hit-and-run transmission.
No use wishing now for any other sin.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Ive been on tenterhooks
Ending in dirty looks,
Listening to the muzak,
Thinking bout this n that.
She said that's that.
I don't wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
Or turn it down flat.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Down in the pleasure center,
Hell bent or heaven sent,
Listen to the propaganda,
Listen to the latest slander.
There's nothing underhand
That she wouldn't understand.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Shes been a bad girl.
Shes like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
Shes like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
Putting up your temperature.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Out in the fashion show,
Down in the bargain bin,
You put your passion out
Under the pressure pin.
Fall into submission,
Hit-and-run transmission.
No use wishing now for any other sin.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
