Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine
I need something more substantial
New deck, playing cards, I don't like to work this hard
I think I'll have to cancel
I'm running out of time
I'm about to lose my mind
I got the six
Gimme your nine
Slow hand on the clock, I'm sitting here like a rock
I'm feeling so abnormal
Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene
Cover up that centerfold
I'm running out of time
I'm about to lose my mind
I got the six
Gimme your nine
Look at this, what a pair, she won't let me touch her there
She's so discriminating
This is weird, it's time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow
I guess, I'll have to spank my monkey
I'm running out of time
I'm about to lose my mind
I got the six
Gimme your nine