Must end with a kiss
But all of your addictions
Won't make me a prince
Guys gotta see it
Girls just love to hear
Then lend me your ear
She needed classical music
Or she couldn't make love at all
And I was up there frequently
And bringin' down the walls
Drop dead bombshell
Clean-cut classy gal
She was a good pal
And if you turned up the volume
You could hear the demons call
"Fuck me like Chopin
Or don't fuck me at all
Tell me what you want
And I'll take the scenic route
Tell me what you want
With Your Filthy Little Mouth
How bout a little Henry Miller
With your Huckleberry Finn
Assume the position, honey
Let's begin
You can do your penance
Right along with that special sin
And it's gotta be good
If we both want it so bad
Make you wanna sell your soul
Or maybe you already have
Call me sweet lordy, high-master Jesus
Tell me that you want it
Right where you're breathin'
Just let go
I know that everything in America Must end with a kiss But all of your addictions Won't make me a prince Guys gotta see it Girls just love to hear Then lend me your ear She needed classical music Or she couldn't make love at all And I was up there frequently And bringin' down the walls Drop dead bombshell Clean-cut classy gal She was a good pal And if you turned up the volume You could hear the demons call "Fuck me like Chopin Or don't fuck me at all Tell me what you want And I'll take the scenic route Tell me what you want With Your Filthy Little Mouth How bout a little Henry Miller With your Huckleberry Finn Assume the position, honey Let's begin You can do your penance Right along with that special sin And it's gotta be good If we both want it so bad Make you wanna sell your soul Or maybe you already have Call me sweet lordy, high-master Jesus Tell me that you want it Right where you're breathin' Just let go Explain Request ×
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