Kiss all your fingers, what's that for?   You'll never get to Heaven with you shirt all tore   Cut through your finger and cut you loose   Lost a lot a blood, lost a lot a cool, cool, cool      Now it ain't such a thrill   It ain't such a thrill   Now it ain't such a thrill      It get's a little dirty like the guts of a hack   And you'll never get it back, you'll never get the damn thing back   Looked a picture, took up half the roll   The way you went and took off half your clothes      And now it ain't such a thrill   It ain't such a thrill   It started at the back of the shell   Now it ain't such a thrill      Running to catch up, the last city bus   Wearing out your yellow hulla dress   Lipstick a mess, your ch-ch-cherry best   Kissing on the window just to check on the red      You know, it ain't such a thrill   It ain't such a thrill   It started at the back of the shell   Now it ain't such a thrill      It ain't such a thrill   It ain't such a thrill   It ain't such a thrill   It ain't such a thrill