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Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You never touch me this way
Connector in, out
You let me in the back door

Ride the sainted
On the train to Romford
Ride the rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

And I'm so dirty and the blinds my eyes
oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here comes Christ on

"Call me wet trampoline," she today
Well I was too busy my hand
"Shake well use," she said
But you never touch me
I was busy for phone sex
through the back door in skin tight trunks
And we all went mental and

I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six

To the off peak
And the blinds my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I so shaken in my faith
Here Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, here another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my
Freeze with a new religion
And my teeth stuffed in my head

I get my kicks on six
The light it burns my and I feel so dirty
Here comes on crutches

never be confused
Never be
They me confused
I will not be with another man
This pressure of

"Lighten up, to your eyes," you said
But all I see was Doris Day in a big screen satellite
Disappearing down the hole on Farringdon Street
With whiplash Willy, the motor

light it burns my eyes
And the light it my eyes
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six