You show the man your picture
And you walk on through the door
You click your car in the box
And then you empty your stride
Cause you know where you are
Dab in your orange oil (?)
And place them 'round your plate
It's all clean and bell rings
And you can watch 'em comin' down by
They're comin' down by
Pick them up and drop them in
Press two green bu*tons and watch
Spin (?) smooth (?)
Spinnin' like a top