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Gettin' Off (Take 1)
03:03
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I walked in your father when he was masturbating
guess he thought no one was home
then he put away his porno mag
lost the erection that he had cuz
he didn't like being caught by his daughter's boyfriend
and now he's feeling embarrassed
but you know he got no reason because...
Everybody gotta get off somehow
Everybody gotta clean the old pipes out
Don't make no mistake
there ain't no saints among us
only fakes when they say
that they never masturbate
or contemplate being gay
so save some face and don't act so ashamed
don't act so ashamed
Watching a documentary about rubber sex dolls
that get sold to lonely men
and they look like real women
and they feel like so human, man
but they don't say anything to hurt your feelings
and then your girlfriend calls them freaks
but you let her know how nice it'd be cuz...
Everybody gotta get off somehow
Everybody gotta clean the old pipes out
Don't make no mistake
there ain't no saints among us
only fakes when they say
that they never masturbate
or contemplate being gay
so save some face and don't act so ashamed
don't act so ashamed
When I was pubescent I molested fresh produce
that I got from the kitchen
and my mom kept wondering,
where'd all her grapefruits went
and I got a good feeling that she's still clueless
and nowadays she can hear the truth
I bet she got her own story or two cuz...
Everybody gotta get off somehow
Everybody gotta clean the old pipes out
Don't make no mistake
there ain't no saints among us
only fakes when they say
that they never masturbate
or contemplate being gay
so save some face and don't act so ashamed
and proclaim
that you never masturbate
or contemplate being gay
so save some face and don't act so ashamed
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2. |
Lovers' Disease (Take 1)
03:10
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You and me we got the lover's disease
you torture me in the night I scream
take it easy, I'm just gentle boy
despite the look of my anatomy
you and me, like sacrificial sheep
we burn each other for offerings
you and me we got the lover's disease
sweet as the sugar that rots our teeth
I don't wanna stay up one more nite
Lecturing each other about wrong and wright
I don't wanna waste anymore time
trying to prove myself to you
You and me we got the lover's disease
you torture me and I ask for more
You and me, we got something between
the pillow talk and the sticky sticky floor
I don't wanna dig myself out of the grave you dig for me nite after nite
You and me we got the lover's disease
I'm suffering from invisibility
machinery, and herbal remedies
when I'm alone they keep me company
I don't wanna stay up one more nite
Lecturing each other aboutw rong and wright
I don't wanna waste anymore time
trying to prove myself to you
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Maybe today you'll come home and tear off all of my clothes and
ask me to play
I'll sing for you one of my favorite songs and
I can serenade you with my rotted voice
and we can marinate each other with our perfect kisses
like we're the Mr and Mrs Passion Lovers
Maybe today, I can finally feel the admiration from
you that I crave
Cuz I been feeling ugly and stupid for so long
And I just want you staring at me like the Mona Lisa
and I just want you to think every word I speak is poetry
like a greek odessy of lovers
And when I walk outside this room
everyone compares to you
I can't stop myself from being lame and corny
all the time I write the dumbest rhymes
just to keep my spiritus occupied
just to keep my mind away from you
and everything thats missing in my life
Maybe today you'll come home and tear off all of my clothes and
ask me to play
Cuz I been feeling ugly and stupid for so long
And I'll do anything to feel beautiful one more time
and I can't understand just why you let it go this far
why you think it's so bizarre, why we can't be passionate like lovers
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You don't want to be my summertime
No you freeze me in your atmosphere, squandering my life, even though
You don't want to be my summertime
Yeah, you're poetry without a rhyme
missing you my lonely summertime
I fell before and I'll fall again, brush myself off and do it again, count slowly backwards 1 to 10, better watch my temper, before I end up back in the pen, cuz I'm living in sin, and I'm out to win, better watch me grin, cuz I'm sensitive, heart made of tin, too thin even though I'm still eating
I'm sorry if I was violent
I'm sorry if I lost my head
I'm sorry for everything I did
to make you feel like a beat up kid
And I know what you been calling me
and I been so damn forgiving
why don't you try do the same
but you love it too much when you got me to blame
aha, yeah, love it too much when you got me to blame
You don't want to be my summertime
No you freeze me in your atmosphere, squandering my life, even though
You don't want to be my summertime
Yeah, you're poetry without a rhyme
missing you my lonely summertime
I know better now, than I knew before, cuz I never knew how you'd mop the floor
with me, on my knees, try to please, can't you see, how I spend my life trying to kiss your feet, but everything like that is over cuz, I found out how to not to be what was, I'm not that thug you thought I was, done changed everything about me becuz
I'm sorry that your clock was ticking
I'm sorry about the bad decision
you made without proper precision
never should of listened to my derision
misunderstand everything I say
Misunderstand everything I do
Never took the time to walk in my shoes
Or else you know everything I did I did for you
aha, yeah, everything I did I did for you
You don't want to be my summertime
No you freeze me in your atmosphere, squandering my life, even though
You don't want to be my summertime
Yeah, you're poetry without a rhyme
missing you my lonely summertime
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Couldn't help myself but notice
you were noticing me
Couldn't keep myself from laughing
when you was laughing at me
Speed seduction, we're in a fix
me and you, my lovely lunatic
You're stalking me I'm stalking you
We're mutual psychotics with neurotic fantasies
and we never play discreet
I'm stalking you, you're stalking me
we find each other on street
with neurotic fantasies
you an me, we're a perfect fit
my lovely lunatic
Couldn't keep my hands off of you
while I was running away
You're like a horror film, so scary
but I watch it anyway
Push and Pull, we're dynamic
flirting with my lovely lunatic
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Let's not call it goodbye
Let's just say that I'll see you when I do
Let's not call it goodbye
But it don't make no sense trying to continue
Let's not call it goodbye
It's not over we're just putting things on pause
Let's not call it goodbye
while we rectify all our flaws
It's better for me
It's better for you
It's better for everyone who knew us
The way that we are
the way that we scar
The way that we tear each other apart
Let's not call it goodbye
but something ain't right
Let's not call it goodbye
Let's just say that I don't have the time for you
Let's not call it goodbye
just a vacation from the fights you put me through
Let's not call it goodbye
but I been trying to renovate my life
Let's not call it goodbye
but now I got to choose the paths that's right
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7. |
Last Wednesday (Take 1)
03:17
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Last Wednesday, Last Wednesday
The devil tried to take me home with her
Last Wednesday, Last Wednesday
Me and my band didn't get what we deserve
Last Wednesday, Last Wednesday
Instead of messing with my fate
I said no to the devil and went home to masturbate
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Last Wednesday go away
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Oh what a big mistake
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Last Wednesday go away
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Last Wednesday, Last Wednesday
The devil took her clothes off just for me
Last Wednesday, Last Wednesday
The mirror looked at me in parody
Last Wednesday, Last Wednesday
Instead of screwing with my face
I said no to the devil and put her in her place
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Last Wednesday go away
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Oh what a big mistake
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
Last Wednesday go away
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah,
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8. |
Moan (Take 1)
03:30
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I don't wanna hear about your day at work,
or some fool at school calling me a jerk, cuz I'm flirting with you, wanna see that smirk, yeah there it is girl, now that didn't hurt
this our time now, let me show you how relax while I tap that ass, dress you
up like a cowboy in my hat, ain't you glad you got me a bad boy like that
Giddy up girl it's time to ride
wanna feel you from the inside
wanna rid you of that selfish pride
ain't no use in you trying to hide the animal
instincts inside of us
nothing left to be discussed
so quit trying to make a fuss
get your clothes off girl
now let me hear you moan, uh
moan, uh yeah, girl let me hear you moan
laying here now all doused in sweat,
what your mamma done heard I don't regret
and I dont think you do neither, cuz your body its on fire
with the passion of a thousand bees, on the prowl for all that sweet honey
toe to toe with your boy destiny, look at me
I got everything you need
Nothing better at relieving stress
than a stiff dose of vitamin F
put your cardio workout to the test
bumping uglies, let's make a mess cuz the
instincts inside of us
left nothing to be discussed
so quit trying to make a fuss
get your clothes off girl
good old fashioned ecstasy
up in the bedroom with me
living out our fantasies
toe to toe girl its just you and me
instincts inside of us
left nothing to be discussed
so quit trying to make a fuss
get your clothes off girl
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