We love the way we're making love
We love the way we're having sex
We love the way we're fist-fucking
We love the way we're french kissing
We love the way we're drinking piss
We love the way we're lying naked
We love the way you're getting laid
We love the way you're sucking mine
We wanna touch the stars
And feel the scars
Reach for the greasy sky
We wanna touch the stars
And fuck the scars right between your thighs
Plastic drugs from another world
Blame it on the U.F.O.'s
Ecstasia In Our Enema
Blame it on a bad karma