| Look we got another one, just like the other ones |
| Another bad ass, another troublemaker |
| I’m scared, ain’t you boys scared? |
| I wonder if he’s gonna show us what bad is? |
| Boys, we got a man with a dog collar on |
| You think we oughta throw ol' Spike a bone? |
| Well, here’s another misfit, another Jimmy Dean |
| I bet he’s got a motorbike, what do y’all think? |
| Bet if we be good we’ll get a ride on it if he ain’t too mad about the future |
| Maybe we oughta help him see the future ain’t what it used to be |
| Hey Spike, what do you like? |
| Say Spike, what do you like? |
| Nothing |
| Hey Spike, what do you like? |
| Hey Spike, you’re scaring my wife |
| Please Spike, tell me 'bout life |
| Well, can you tell me 'bout life, Spike? |
| Boy, I wanna know |
| I might need me a dog collar, too, boy |
| I might like it, it might feel good |
| I might see the world a whole new way |
| I might be a brand new man |
| I might be one bad motherfucker |
| I might say, I might say bow wow |
| I might say bow, I might say bow wow |
| Or I might say, I might say |
| Might say, might say fuck it |
| Hey Spike, what do you like? |
| Say Spike, you’re scaring my wife |
| Say Spike, tell us 'bout life |
| Well, it got real quiet in that bar |
| And I remember seeing Spike sliding down easy off of that bar stool |
| Walked straight to the door and threw it open |
| The sun came in like a searchlight |
| And Spike walked straight to the side of Interstate 75 |
| And he stuck out his thumb and said |
| Doo doo, dee dee, dee dee |
| Doo doo, dee dee, dee dee |
| Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo |
| Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo |