Devo - Ono lyrics

We were all alone then she bit my bone
I said let's sell the phone try to get away

I knew she was in heat she nailed at my feet
Wet socks on the floor
But, it's all the same

Last year we got sick doctors did the trick
Now I gotta use a stick
But, it's still the same
Rough as a match pad dry as a cactus
Oh, no you go home

Post policemen fill up day
Student-teacher's license plates
Eat my dinner, words are gone
I feel slipped away

The moral is don't start
Even if you're smart you don't have a chance
It's all the same



Rough as a match pad dry as a cactus
Oh, no you go home