Songteksten

This is how it came to be I learned a lot when I was little About a thing called lust, Cathy Lee Pull the drawer out, block the door Pull our drawers down on the floor Begin to explore the natural life With all our senses burning very bright Found the magic inside me I thought that I could just caress it Now I'm making a mess Oh I feel, a primal impulse in my mind The suburban sanitation Will leave this poor child deprived Of the food he needs to feed his guts Underneath the covers there's a healing light Playing doctor we're in the mood, we don't waste anytime All these styles of living, we just improvise in time You will find a new attitude This is how I came to see I won't get married have a family to take pictures of You don't mean that, I'm free, you don't know that Don't want to shack up and fight Don't want to go the distance Just to compete with some time trial I got long legs, but I don't want to run If this love was meant to be (buzz like a bee motherfucker out) You'd let me look at other women without throwing a punch Jealousy is gonna rankle our vibe We can appreciate the beauty that strengthens our sides up tough You can't ignore them when they strut they're stuff Underneath the covers there's a healing light Playing doctor we're in the mood, we don't waste anytime All these styles of living, we just improvise in time You will find a new attitude Make up my mind while twisting my head testosterone Smoking the local flora, stalking the local fauna See the hot flesh and urge to be dead at the cafe All of the girls they hire brewing up fresh desire Oh what fun to be man, it's painfully out of date But we're still hip to the program, Damn ancient program This is how it came to be I learned a lot when I was little About a thing called lust, now I see I've been chasing my own tail Playing a game that was set up For me to always fail it's rough But I can't control it when they strut their stuff No I can't control it when they strut their stuff I just can't control it when they strut their stuff No I can't control it when they strut their stuff These looks of lust get me every time Rejuvenating the spirit, contaminating my mind As they walk by, puts me right in my place Such a beautiful body, such a beautiful face Oh no, not again, Oh no, It never ends Pork chops and applesauce that's swell Alice really swell
Writer(s): Ryan Power Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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