i only read a word or two
i stare across the street and see the faces and the blue
the first orgasm of the morning
is cold and hard as hell
there wont be any second cumming
as far as i can tell
(same riff as verse 1 & 2)
i am too busy to have friends
a lover would just complicate my plans
so i will never look for love again
i'm taking matters into my own hands
i'm taking matters into my own hands
i think i could last at least a week without someone to hold me
i think i could last at least a week without someone to hold me
wont you hold me?
wont you hold me?