sung by Jim. Gimme hell gimme hell gimme hell. She said as she fell. Tongue tied tongue tied tongue tied. She could never lie. So come on little sugar. Let me get your soul. Dig deep crazy like a success show. She can't bawl and she can't shout. She can't bawl and fuck it out. Gimme hell she gives me hell. I'm fucking up anyway. Well I've been good. And I've been mean. And I've been looking for a Coke machine. So come on.