Dancing all night, going wild.
boy you do it, like a demon child.
Satan can't ignore you, hell he even adores you.
Eric does what he's got to do.
Every night, brains a teasin'
All weekend he's down for pleasin'.
He smokes his Marlboro light cig,
go ahead make that hole deeper,
come on boy, dig.
Singin' yourself to sleep.
Silence, then not even a peep.

(est.j.r.e.)