Lyrics O.I.L. (Can't Get Enough of That Sticky) - Jeff Beck

O.I.L. (Can't Get Enough of That Sticky)

Tell me you love me, I think about it every day
Addicted to the sweet sticky stuff
That makes a man a slave
I just need another hit, just another sip
From that bright black tick tick pump
You keep your drink dough and drugs
's only one kinda 'crude' that I love
Hey!
Hey!
All right
Hey!
Hey!
All right
(O.I.L.)
I can’t get enough of that sticky stuff
(O.I.L.)
I can’t get enough of that sticky
(O.I.L.)
I can’t get enough of that sticky stuff
(O.I.L.)
I can’t get enough of that sticky
Yeah I would kill for the thrill and I regularly do
Popping bottles of black bubbles baby
You gotta do what you gotta do
I just need another hit, just another sip
From that bright black tick tick pump
And if you stop me having more
Then I tell you there’ll be war, all right
Hey!
Hey!
All right
Hey!
Hey!
All right
(O.I.L.)
I can’t get enough of that sticky stuff
(O.I.L.)
Can’t get enough of that sticky
(O.I.L.)
Can’t get enough of that sticky stuff
(O.I.L.)
Oh I can’t get enough of that sticky
Oh
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky
Make the gentle wanna be tough
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a good girl wanna be bad
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go thicky
Drive sane folks totally… mad
Hey!
O.I.L
Hey!
All right
Hey!
O.I.L
Hey!
All right
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough
Hey!
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough
Hey!
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough
Hey!
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough
Hey!
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough
Hey!
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough
Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky
Make a kind man wanna be rough…