Two days before the road we're running to the store
We're loading up on trojans that we're taking on the tour
We've seen your kind before, you say you're something new
You saw the show, you want to party with the band and crew
We meet a bunch of girls and think they're really cool
We pack the gear and meet them back at the hotel room
Don't expect our love, unless you've got a glove
You'll get infected and rejected, it'll grow on you
No glove, no love
Young, dumb and full of cum
No glove, no love
We're only in it for the fun
We start to swap spit, she tells me I'm the king
I say come on let's do it, she says we're gonna swing
She starts to rip her clothes off and dance around the room
I hope this thing is safe, or else I'm doomed
You know, for me it's been just a crazy night
The way this girl is acting, I hope the mood is right
I grab another trojan, just to play it safe
Now I got double proof just in case it breaks
