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

Ride the sainted
On the train to Romford
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You never me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

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

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

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

To the off electricity
And the light my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light my eyes and I feel so shaken in my faith
comes Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, here comes God
a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a velvet tongue and designer
Well I got sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
dried with a new religion
And my teeth stuffed back in my

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

I'll be confused
Never be
left me confused
I will not be confused another man
This of opinions

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

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