You hold on to the bar so tight I wonder if you took a shower last night What do you read, where are your books? I don't have a single one But I know how to read Iwanna tell you I wanna tell you my name But I know that I smell bad I do, I really do Let me smell you before I touch you Accidentally, on the arm, you wont know And once again the books I don't have a single one Hope it's fine I hope it's fine I am the working cla** And sometimes the working cla**'s Got cla** And if I tell you that I have someone? If I spit on the floor? It's disgusting I know But maybe you won't notice? I am brave, I dont shave Thats all i have to say Now it's your turn Please don't dissapoint me I might take you away You could say it's the wrong way And make you change your mind the hard way Would you be able to get away? Hardly, you're slow And I wouldn't let you go I Will let nobody know I am the working cla** And sometimes the working cla**'s Got cla**