Из альбома: Permission to Land
Many miles between you and me And our love is guaranteed to fail
'Cause a fuck should be multi-sensory
And you just can’t smell an email
Phone sex, cyber sex ain’t all that
I prefer to take my sex in its original format
So you know what you can do with that mouse mat
Physical Sex
(With a touchy-feely woman)
Physical Sex
(With a touchy-feely woman)
Physical Sex
(With a touchy-feely woman)
Physical Sex
Well, I need to turn my horse around
But my baby’s got the painters in S-s-s-sporting a hat of the finest brown
The color of the cardinal sin
Honey, I’ve always had my knockers, I fear
Gimme just an eyeful of your rear, of your rear, of your rear
It’s somewhere to put my beer
Physical Sex
(With a touchy-feely woman)
Physical Sex
(With a touchy-feely woman)
Physical Sex
(With a touchy-feely woman)
Physical Sex
Bring me… sex
Physical Sex
(With a touchy feely woman)
Physical Sex
(With a touchy feely woman)
Physical Sex
(With a touchy-feely woman)
Physical Sex