I want my table ("I hear they lick your fuckin' doo doo out!") That felt good, baby ("They wash your ass!") Baby, baby ("I hear they lick your fuckin' doo doo out!") [?], that felt good, baby ("They wash your ass!") I was on I-94, headed out far Sign at [?] read "Tokyo Spa" I was curious, I pulled over the car I found a little shack, I packed in the back I'm excited, I never been before I rang the buzzer on the old screen door Old lady opened it up, said "Ooh, come in You are a big man, where to begin?" I thought, oh fuck, I'm deep in the mix This bitch is at least sixty-six, huh But she probably knows some good tricks She said, "One hour rub, sixty bucks, plus tip" Then, she walked me down the hall Into a little room, just a bed and the walls She threw me a towel, put on the music Sent in five hoes, told me to choose one At the Tokyo Spa (I want my table, [?]) (That felt good, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby) At the Tokyo Spa (I want my table, [?]) (That felt good, baby, aby, baby, baby, baby) I picked a thick one, a fat little hottie I said my name's Dave, and I teach karate She told me to lay down and jumped on my back Started workin' out mad kinks and poppin' cracks She got butt-ass naked, blew my mind That bitch started crip walkin' down my spine 'Nother bitched walked in, and they spoke Japanese They laughed about something, hope it ain't me The bitch left again, my bitch climbed down She pulled the baby oil out, started pourin' it around All on my shoulders and across my back She even let a little bit drip down my ass crack She rubbed me down, she was a pro, this bitch She even brushed her hair all across my itch She flipped me and tapped the cap of my dick, and said "I'll fix him good, for extra tip" At the Tokyo Spa (I want my table, [?]) (That felt good, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby) At the Tokyo Spa (I want my table, [?]) (That felt good, baby, aby, baby, baby, baby) A hundred and fifty, she took it to another room Came back and dropped the robe and quickly assumed The position, turned up the Asian jam Popped the rubber in her mouth, bent over and began To blow me, and just with her tongue and her jaw She stuffed the jimmy on my dick, tied down to my balls I was impressed at first, but then I'm like, "Hey This bitch probably does it ten times a day" Twenty-five minutes later, I busted a nut I slipped out with the rubber still stuck on her butt She said a couple things that I didn't understand She left the room and walked back in again With a hot towel, she wiped me down dandy And then walked me out with a cinnamon candy I said my name's Dave, but she said, "Bye, Scott!" And left me standing in the parkin' lot of the Tokyo Spa I want my table I want my table I want my table That felt good, baby Baby, baby