3OH!3 - Neatfreak 47 Lyrics

He was so clean
Yeah, he was so clean
Bathed himself in bleach
Until he was completely soaking

His hands were sore
Oh, yeah, they were so sore
He scrubbed so hard he wiped the tiles off the floor

His mop was fancy
Oh, yeah, it was so fancy
You should have seen the way
He cleaned it all when he was dancing

N E A T F R E A K 47, baby, N E A T F R E A K 47
N E A T F R E A K 47, baby, N E A T F R E A K 47

Perfectly clean
He was a well oiled machine
There was never a wrench
Thrown into the gears

Pant legs creased
Never know, dirt on the barrel
Increase the burn of fire
'Til his body's clean and sterile

Fingernails trimmed
He is completely primmed and preep [unverified]
Wears the rubber gloves
And he is careful what he eats

There's plastic on the furniture
By nature, he's a skeptic
Unsure about the air outside
So he seals of all the exits

Lysol's life long member
He's always been so clean
His food is specially packaged
Sealed and quarantined

N E A T F R E A K 47, baby, N E A T F R E A K 47
N E A T F R E A K 47, baby, N E A T F R E A K 47
N E A T F R E A K 47, baby, N E A T F R E A K 47
N E A T F R E A K 47, baby, N E A T F R E A K 47

Perfectly clean
He was a well oiled machine
There was never a wrench
Thrown into the gears

Perfectly clean
He was a well oiled machine
There was never a wrench
Thrown into the gears

You should have seen the way
He cleaned it all when he was dancing