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Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You never touch me anymore way
Connector in, out
You let me in the back door

Ride the sainted
On the midnight train to
Ride the sainted

in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me anymore way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

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

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
Well I was too with my hand
"Shake before use," she said
But you touch me anymore
I was busy listening for sex
Coming 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 light blinds my eyes and I dirty
And the light blinds my and I feel so shaken in my faith
comes Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, comes another 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
Freeze dried with a new
And my stuffed back in my head

I get my on channel six
The it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here Christ on crutches

I'll be confused
be confused
They me confused
I will not be confused another man
pressure of opinions

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

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