This is one of my happier songs and a personal favorite. Here’s the silly idea: the protagonist is calling in sick to work because of a sex-induced backache…and so he can have more sex all day with his girlfriend.
Oh baby I got one hell of a backache
I don’t think I’ll be getting out of bed for a decade
Why don’t you move over right next to me
And we’ll make the walls shake
I don’t want to work on anything today but you
Ain’t nothin’ finer
Ain’t nothin’ sweeter
Call the boss and tell him I’ve got a backache
Now shake on over here
Turn out the lights
How about that shiatsu massage?
How about you make me feel everything?
Ain’t nothin’ finer
Ain’t nothin’ sweeter
Call the boss and tell him I’ve got a backache
I’ve got a 115 lbs worth of reasons for a backache…