The "Ken-L-Ration" is yours,
I want the "Friskies" back.
Ooooh, don't bring me down.
Ooooh, don't bring me down.
No, no.
You took my car, for just one night,
Out to cruise the scene, that's what you told me.
Now the engine's gone, the tailpipe's bent,
My 8-Track's playin', Spring-st-st-steen.
You call me a wimp, you say I'm a chump,
Well your face is bent,
And you smell like gorilla dump.
Ooooh, don't bring me down.
Ooooh, don't bring me down.
No, no, no.
Hear what I said, hear what I said now?
Ooooh, don't, don't, don't,
Ooooh, don't bring me down.
No, no.
Ooooh, don't ya bring me down.
Ooooh, don't ya bring me down.
Ooooh, don't ya bring me down.
No, no, no.
