Deviances anticipated
Triple-X or at least R-rated
San Tropez, the middle of May
(once)
There's no tan lines tonight
No tan lines tonight
But trench it, rev it
It's time to share spit
in the sauna, we'll become close
with yeeeeeahh, oh yeah!
Princess with a cold-killer instinct
Winked at me from across the ice rink
Leather uppers soft for the spins
But she gives it away without a rest
Language buried her in the motherland
Language barrier in the Pathan grain
Yeaaaaaaah, ohhhh yeaaaaaaah
You will be my candy striper
Junior Leaguer, bedpan wiper
Convalescent enema essence
I live to be gray, I live to be gray