There's this one guy
  There's no one like him in all the world
  'Cause you can always see
  Those girls down on there knees
    In those dark sweaty rooms
  Planning out his thoughts
  He's waiting for just the right
    One by one as they
  Walk right through the door, they
  Keep on coming back I
  Guess they just want more
    He has fun fun fun and you
  Might call him a whore, but
  Just look where he's at 'cause
  He is the one that scores
    I saw my friend there
  Out on the field today
  I asked him where he's going, he said
  "All the way," now
    One by one as they
  Walk right through the door, they
  Keep on coming back I
  Guess they just want more
    He has fun fun fun and you
  Might call him a whore, but
  Just look where he's at 'cause
  He is the one that scores
    Go!