o.i.l. (can't get enough of that sticky)

Singer:beck, jeff

tell me you love me

i think about it every day. addicted to the sweet sticky stuff

that makes a man a slave. i just need another hit

just another sip

from that bright black pump. keep your drink dough and drugs

there's only one kinda 'crude' that i love. can't get enough of that sticky stuff

yeah i would kill for the thrill

and i regularly do. popping bottles of black bubbles baby

you gotta do what you gotta do. i just need another hit

just another sip

from that bright black pump. and if you stop me having more

then i tell you there'll be war. can't get enough of that sticky stuff

sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky

make a kind man wanna be rough. sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky

make the gentle wanna be tough. sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky

make a good girl wanna be bad. sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky

drive sane folks totally. mad. sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky

make a kind man wanna be rough.

Lyric Context: o.i.l. (can't get enough of that sticky) - beck, jeff