Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
It locks, it soars, it's mine not yours.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
It cuts, it rips, fair crack of the whip.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
It starts first time, it cuts just fine.
With an inferior tool, I feel such a fool.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.
I'll be in trouble and strife if I've meant the what.
Give me my Nikita back, Mac.