3OH!3 - Neatfreak47 lyrics

He was so clean yeah, he was so clean
Bathed himself in bleach until
He was completely soaking
His hands were sore
Oh yeah, they were so sore
He scrubbed so hard
He wiped the tiles off the floor
His mop was fancy oh yeah, it was so fancy
You should have seen the way he cleaned
It all when he was dancing

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N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby
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Perfectly clean, he was a well-oiled machine
There was never a wrench
Thrown into the gears

Pant legs creased
Never know, dirt on the barrel
Increase the burner fire ‘til his
Body’s clean and sterile fingernails trimmed
He is completely primmed and preep
Wears the rubber gloves and he
Is careful what he eats
There’s plastic on the furniture
By nature, he’s a skeptic
Unsure about the air outside so he
Seals off all the exit's
Lysol’s life-long member
He’s always been so clean
His food is specially packaged, sealed
And quarantined

N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby
N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47
N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby
N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47
N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby
N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47
N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby
N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47

Perfectly (perfectly) clean, he was a (clean) well-oiled machine (shivers)
There was never a wrench
(machine) thrown into the gears
Perfectly (perfectly) clean, he was a (clean) well-oiled machine (he’s a neat)
There was never a
(machine) wrench thrown into the gears
(You should have seen the way he cleaned
It all when he was dancing)