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("Ha ha, well now! We call this the act of mating. But there are several
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other very important differences between human beings and animals that you
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should know about.")
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(whisper: "I'd appreciate your input")
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Sweat, baby, sweat, baby sex is a Texas drought me
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and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about
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So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts
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Yes, I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up
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You've had enough of two-hand touch, you want it rough, you're out of bounds
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I want to you smothered, want you covered, like my Waffle House hash browns
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Come quicker than Fed Ex, never reaching apex like Coca-Cola stock you are
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inclined to make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time
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CHORUS:
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(do it now)
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You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
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So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
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(do it again now)
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You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
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So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
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(gettin' horny now)
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Love, the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
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Like the lost catacombs of Egypt, only God knows where we stuck it
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Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific, I wanna be down in your South Seas
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But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean, means "small craft
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advisory"
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So if I capsize in your thighs, high tide, B-5, you sunk my battle ship
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Please turn me on, I'm Mr. Coffee with an automatic drip
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So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time", you'll Lovett just like
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Lyle
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And then we'll do it doggie style so we can both watch X-Files
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(Chorus)
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(repeat)
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(repeat)
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The Bad Touch
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| The Bloodhound Gang |
