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

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 [?] pump. Keep your drink dough and d**, There's only one kinda 'crude' that I love. (O.I.L.) Can't get enough of that sticky stuff [x4] Yeah I would k** 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 [?] pump. And if you stop me having more, Then I tell you there'll be war. (O.I.L.) Can't get enough of that sticky stuff [x4] 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. (O.I.L.) (O.I.L.) Sticky icky wicky make your mind go tricky Make a kind man wanna be rough. [fade]