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The palpitating cherry-red organ was returned to its rightful place and began to beat faster as it led our hero, counting out time, through his first romantic encounter. |
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I'm counting out time, |
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Got the whole thing down by numbers. |
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All those numbers! |
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Give me guidance! |
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O Lord I need that now. |
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The day of judgement's come, |
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And you can bet that I've been resting, |
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for this testing, |
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Digesting every word the experts say. |
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Erogenous zones I love you. |
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Without you, what would a poor boy do? |
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Found a girl I wanted to date, |
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Thought I'd better get it straight. |
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Went to buy a book before it's too late. |
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Don't leave nothing to fate. |
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I studied every line, every page in the book, |
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Now, I've got the real thing here, I'm gonna take a look, take a look. |
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This is Rael! |
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I'm counting out time, hoping it goes like I planned it, |
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'cos I understand it. Look! I've found the hotspots, Figs 1-9. |
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- still counting out time, got my finger on the button, |
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\"Don't say nuttin - just lie there still |
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And I'll get you turned on just fine.\" |
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Erogenous zones I love you. |
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Without you, what would a poor boy do? |
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Touch and go with 1-6. |
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Bit of trouble in zone No. 7. |
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Gotta remember all of my tricks. |
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There's heaven ahead in No. 11! |
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Getting crucial responses, dilation of the pupils. |
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\"Honey get hip! It's time to unzip, to unzip, zip, zip-a-zip-a-zip, whipee!\" |
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(Take it away Mr. Guitar) |
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- Move over Casanova - |
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I'm counting out time, reaction none to happy, |
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Please don't slap me, |
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I'm a red blooded male and the book said I could not fail. |
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I'm counting out time, I got unexpected distress from my mistress, |
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I'll get my money back from the bookstore right away. |
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Erongenous zones I question you - |
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Without you, what would a poor boy do? |
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Without you, what would a poor boy do? |
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Without you, mankind handkinds thru' the blues. |
