She said nice guys finish last are ones with a defect And skin-tight has always been incorrect She reads books under illegal table legs It don't look good until he gets down and begs We'll be watching until she detects us That's our cue to move out of Texas The beat up truck won't even start It all makes sense 'cause it's missing a part When she shoot shoot shoot shoot shoots And I drip drip drip drip drip And then I drop The librarians are hiding something She said you're never alone with a schizo Picked up the phone said is it not so She's here to stay I'm here for a visit The other line will know who the f** is this? Just then I make out the sign And the small print on her book's spine One says we'll never never close The other belongs to Edgar Allen Poe's Oh the librarians contrarians can't fly on a wing Oh the librarians barbarians are liking nothing Which leads me to believe one thing The librarians are hiding something