Deviances an-ti-ci-pated
Triple-x or at least r-rated
San tropez the middle of may
There's no tanlines tonight
No tanlines tonight,
But trench it
Rev it
It's time to shit
Spit in the sauna
Will be come close
With yooo-ooo-ooo awww yeaa-aaa-aaa
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 barrier in the motherland
Language barrier in the pathan grain
Yeaa-aaa-aaa awww yeaa-aaa-aa
You will be my candy striper
Junior leaguer
Bedpan wiper
Convalescent enema essence
I live to be gray, i live to be gray!
Writer(s): Stephen Joseph Malkmus
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