Lyrics

I'd like to suck your cock From its bottom to its top Oh but please don't get me wrong Think of it as a reward You might think I'm crazy but I hope you don't I'm just grateful for all of your songs So full of witty quotations How should I call this fever burning in me while they play? Intellectual titillation? Nicky my friend, my English teacher once asked me where did I learn The notions I put in my homework, in particular those kinky words I don't think I replied, though both you and I know where all that comes from It's no mystery and no secret I just get them from your songs I'd like to suck your cock I'd get rid of my skirt and tweak my own nipples While holding the microphone Beggars the imagination truly But I guess that making this would soon turn me Into the wittiest of the groupies