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The Bad Touch - текст песни



The Bad Touch


("Ha ha, well now! We call this the act of mating. But there are several





other very important differences between human beings and animals that you





should know about.")











(whisper: "I'd appreciate your input")











Sweat, baby, sweat, baby sex is a Texas drought me





and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about





So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts





Yes, I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up





You've had enough of two-hand touch, you want it rough, you're out of bounds





I want to you smothered, want you covered, like my Waffle House hash browns





Come quicker than Fed Ex, never reaching apex like Coca-Cola stock you are





inclined to make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time











CHORUS:





(do it now)





You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals





So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel





(do it again now)





You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals





So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel





(gettin' horny now)











Love, the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket





Like the lost catacombs of Egypt, only God knows where we stuck it





Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific, I wanna be down in your South Seas





But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean, means "small craft





advisory"





So if I capsize in your thighs, high tide, B-5, you sunk my battle ship





Please turn me on, I'm Mr. Coffee with an automatic drip





So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time", you'll Lovett just like





Lyle





And then we'll do it doggie style so we can both watch X-Files











(Chorus)





(repeat)





(repeat)



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