When it’s late it always seems to get the best of me
Palms start sweating my hands start shaking my libido running free
I’ve been taught since I was a young lad I should repress the urge
But if I don’t ditch my pants real soon I think they’re gonna burst
Psysical attention
I want nothing less then sex
When I want to see dirty pictures
I’ll download them off the net
One on one, or two on one, or seventeen on four
Think it’s kinda funny that I made a mess so wipe it off the floor
Going out and picking up chicks in my new bitching car
Placing out a personal ad in search of the bizzare
Coat myself in rubber
Then I plan to take it off
Visit to the doctor
Where I drop my pants and cough
Break it down for me