I’m Customized Songtext
von The Cramps

Like a chance meeting of an umbrella
And a sewing machine in a black Impala
Mixin′ metal flake with a jet propeller

Ooh, this monotonous flywheel is the junk of life
This desire magneto, this is not a pipe
Prob'bly Picasso painted this pinstripes

Ooh, I′m customized like a crazy whim
I'm customized, I can do the swim
I'm customized like a mag rim
I′m customized with the deluxe trim
I′m customized, not your average Jim (not quite)


Too much sex fizz in the love gasoline
One big wreckage from Bedictine
Who done wrought this package
I'll bet Einsteen

Ooh, I′m customized, I'm moon equipped
I′m customized, got a hot tip
I'm customized like a buggy whip
I′m customized like some bad trip
I'm customized, I'm a rocket ship

Rocket ship
Please, baby, please
Burnin′
Hot pants, candy apple, hot pants
Ooh-wee, it′s me
I'm customized, I′m customized
I'm customized, I′m customized, I'm customized