The Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch lyrics

rate me

("Ha ha, well now! We call this the act of mating. But there are several

other very important differences between human beings and animals that you

should know about.")

(whisper: "I'd appreciate your input")

Sweat, baby, sweat, baby sex is a Texas drought me

and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about

So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts

Yes, I'm Sisqo, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up

You've had enough of two-hand touch, you want it rough, you're out of bounds

I want to you smothered, want you covered, like my Waffle House hash browns

Come quicker than Fed Ex, never reaching apex like Coca-Cola stock you are

inclined to make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time

CHORUS:

(do it now)

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

(do it again now)

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

(gettin' horny now)

Love, the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket

Like the lost catacombs of Egypt, only God knows where we stuck it

Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific, I wanna be down in your South Seas

But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean, means "small craft

advisory"

So if I capsize in your thighs, high tide, B-5, you sunk my battle ship

Please turn me on, I'm Mr. Coffee with an automatic drip

So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time", you'll Lovett just like

Lyle

And then we'll do it doggie style so we can both watch X-Files

(Chorus)

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Thanks to mcr.gee@outlook.com for correcting these lyrics