Sex

Come down here and lie with me

Tonight the soil is wet and ready

I watch the way you dance tonight

And I'm picturing you as I touch my insides

Four pink lips and fingertips

I'm drinking you in little sips

God, I love you, God, I love you

I'm gonna do some things I never dared to do

I'm gonna whisper in your ear

Tell you little things

Nasty, trashy, dirty love letters

More creative than the magazines

I'll breathe until you come

Kiss you 'til you're done

Three thousand miles away in another state

Talking on the telephone

My sugar's down deep in South America

Singing in Brazil

Where the women shake their nature

Greased up with "fuck-me" pumps

And a postage stamp flow

Better go back to your room

And call me on the telephone

Get on my rollercoaster, ride my tilt-a-whirl

My tunnel of love will make your heart unfurl

I'm gonna whisper in your ear

Tell you little things

Nasty, trashy, dirty love letters

More creative than the magazines

I'll breathe until you come

Kiss you 'til you're done

Three thousand miles away in another state

Talking on the telephone

Now that you're gone

And I'm on the road

Now that you're gone

I love you from afar

Now that you're gone

And I'm on the road

Now that you're gone

I love you from afar

Get back down upon your knees

Rip, unzip, undo me, please

My legs are oiled up, my meter is down

I got my brand new four-inch high heels on

I'm gonna whisper in your ear

Tell you little things

Nasty, trashy, dirty love letters

More creative than the magazines

I'll breathe until you come

Kiss you 'til you're done

Three thousand miles away in another state