I can whip you up like cream
I can drink your sudden tease
Is it too close for comfort?
I can make you come in threes
I’m halfway to my knees
Am I too close for comfort?
For the tyrants in a rut, I got a love
For the cutless dogs I got a love
For the doomed youth, I got a love
Want you to be pleased, well I got no love for me
Want you to be pleased, but I show no love for me