He was the biggest sleaze in the office,
  Years later he'd be known as Mr. Backrub,
  He'd melt you with his mini-pony tail and goatee,
  And kill you with his "in touch with my feelings" gaze
  
  He makes me sick,
  He gives me creeps,
  I hope he stays away from me, from me,
  He makes me sick,
  He gives me creeps,
  I hope he stays away
  
  On a drunk and desperate night,
  My friend went home with him,
  None of us could believe it,
  "He's really okay,
  It was just a lay,
  He's aware,
  At least someone cares",
  My intelligence insulted
  
  He makes me sick,
  He gives me creeps,
  I hope he stays away from me, from me,
  He makes me sick,
  He gives me creeps,
  I hope he stays away
  
  I'm sure he's cruising in his Jeep Cherokee,
  In retrospect it doesn't mean that much to me