Counting Out Time

I'm counting out time

Got the whole thing down by numbers

All those numbers give me guidance

Oh, Lord, I need that now

The day of judgement's come

And you can bet that I've been resting

For this testing

Digesting every word the experts say

Erogenous zones, I love you

Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Found a girl I wanted to date

Thought I'd better get it straight

Went to buy a book before it's too late

Don't leave nothing to fate

I studied every line, every page in the book

And now, I've got the real thing here

I'm gonna take a look, take a look

(This is it, Rael)

I'm counting out time

Hoping it goes like I planned it

'Cause I understand it, look, I've found the hotspots

Figures one and nine

Still counting out time

I got my finger on the button

Don't say nothing, just lie there still

And I'll get you turned on just fine

Erogenous zones, I love you

Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Touch and go with one to six

Bit of trouble in zone number seven

Gotta remember all of my tricks

There's Heaven ahead in number eleven

Getting crucial responses with dilation of the pupils

Honey, get hip

It's time to unzip, to unzip, zip, zip-a-zip-a-zip

Whoopee

Put it away, mister guitar

Move over, Casanova

(Ah) I'm counting out time, reaction none too happy

Please don't slap me

I'm a red-blooded male, and the book said I could not fail

I'm counting out time

I got unexpected distress from my mistress

I'll get my money back from the bookstore right away

Erogenous zones, I question you

Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Without you, mankind handkinds through the blues