This track represents the shitty hook-up proud/obsessed person I was in my early twenties.
lyrics
I ain't a brainiac or millionaire,
I'm just a super horny twenty-something,
I barely make rent and I don't even care,
I worry more about my next humping,
Many a dry spell I've fallen in,
Far too much for me to take,
It's time to get back out and try again,
Because my left hand needs a break
Ooo your body is making me crazy,
Ooo your stare is driving me mad,
Ooo I know I'll never touch you once no I'll never come close,
But you can bet your quivering legs you'll wish I had,
Those legs of yours go on for miles and miles,
My mind is running through a thousand scenes,
Each one of them ends up with you defiled,
I pray to god that you're at least eighteen,
But in reality we know how it ends,
I'll be sitting home alone,
Me and my left hand, yeah, yet again,
Oh what a waste of my high-priced cologne,
Ooo your body is making me crazy,
Ooo your stare is driving me mad,
Ooo I know I'll never touch you once no I'll never come close,
But you can bet your quivering legs you'll wish I had,
My loneliness is reaching new extremes,
My every cell is craving like a whore,
Libido up, down goes my self esteem,
I just can't take this feeling anymore,
The smell of you makes me lose all control,
I think I'm going to explode,
Yet all you'll ever amount to my soul,
Is just another place to blow my load,
Ooo body is driving me crazy,
Ooo my dick is making me mad,
Ooo I know I'll never touch you once no I'll never come close,
But you can bet your quivering legs you'll wish I had,
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