| Orgasm Addict |
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| Oh my god, it's like they KNOW me! |
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| Well you tried it out for once Found it alright for kicks But then you found out It's a habit that sticks And you're an orgam addict You're an orgams addict Sneakin' in the back door With dirty magazines And your mother wants to know What are those stains on your jeans You're an orgam addict You're an orgam addict You get in a heat You get in a sulk You you still keep beatin' Your meat to pulp You're an orgam addict You're an orgam addict You're a kid cassanova You're a no-joseph It's a labor of love Fucking yourself to death You're an orgam addict You're an orgam addict You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic robins on the christmas cakes Butcher's assistants and belhops You've had 'em all here and there Children of god and their joystrings International women with no body hair So you're asking in an alley And you're voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough You're more than ready You're an orgam addict You're an orgam addict Johnnie want fuckie All ways and always He's got the energy He will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's an orgasm addict |
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