Soul, you burn it in your soul, go away
let me get off in the bed, kick you once or twice
and when you're in bed, do it to me strong

I need it, and you see it
(Kelly's chambers aren't sexual) I've got my own pistol
(Kelly's chambers aren't Irish, Kelly's chambers aren't Irish)

Hope I sex me up like Color Me Badd
do I like that song 'I Wanna Sex You Up'
if U sing that in class, you'll get chucked out
inside my hair wasn't very nice to bear

I need it, oh I like it
(Kelly's chambers are so Irish)
I hate me, I rap me
(Kelly's chambers aren't Irish, Kelly's chambers aren't Irish)

And I love her, I needn't fuck her
(Kelly's chambers aren't so bad)
I hate it, you're Southern
(Kelly's chambers aren't so Irish)
I love to rember that pistol