My mouth was just as dry as the tampon dispenser
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In the women's bathroom at the Oceanside bus station
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A constipated woman barged in on me and said
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"Eeek! A boy! Get out before I call Queer Nation!"
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But the police did arrive
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And they said, "What's with this guy?
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He's been watching these women pee
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Doin' a study like he's doctor Leakey
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Just to learn about love"
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But I want to learn about love
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Yeah I want to learn about love
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Yeah I want to learn about love
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Can you show me today?
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Well I walked into the adult bookstore
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And my heart was beating louder than the drums at the tip of Zimbabwe
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They never taught me nothin' 'bout this in Catholic School
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They only said if I was bad, I would incur the wrath of Mr. Yahweh
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But the bodies were uncurled
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And they screamed and moaned and hurled
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And the boys was dressed as girls
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And the women got splashed with pearls
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And they said it was love
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But I want to learn about love
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Yeah I want to learn about love
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Yeah I want to learn about love
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Can you show me today?
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Well I cruised the red light zone
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But I still felt all alone
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And I turned a nasty trick
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And I drank till I got sick
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I'm sick, I'm so sick, I'm so sick
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Well I watched Oprah the other day
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There were some mothers on the show that decided to screw their daughters' boyfriends
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The daughters were mad, and the boyfriends were glad
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Because they got an education by burnin' the candle at both ends
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Oprah's dress was canary yellow
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And I think that she fancied that fellow
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And the crotch in his corduroys bulged
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And the truth it was soon divulged
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When they taught us 'bout love
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But I want to learn about love
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I Want To Learn About Love
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