Algebra Suicide - What I Like Doing Best | Текст песни

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Busting slob, swaying gush, nabbing drool, boodling;
Flinging woo, pitching woo, spooning, smooching, swooning
Under the moonlight, under a flashlight, under a sun lamp,
Under a table, understated, underscored, underrated,
Understand I won't remove my underclothes, under the influence,
Underwater with an underclassman, watching the submarine races,
Lapping faces; playing kissy-face, playing smacky-lips,
Locking lips, ripping lips, playing tonsil hockey, tongue wrestling.
Perching, petting, bussing, smacking, slurping, parking, in a convertible, in a big rig, in a castle,
In a dumpster, in a bathroom, in a river, in front of Rover, in front of mother, in a field of clover,
In a dungeon, in a prison, in a hospital bed, in June, in November,
In a tizzy, I remember getting dizzy while listening to, like, Thin Lizzy in the background,
To like Bolero or Elvis Costello; to Howling Wolf howling, to Yoko Ono yowling,
While I was dealing drool, swapping spit, switching lip, whipping pout,
Trading mouth, smashing face, bouncing lick;
Gently, elegantly, tenderly, subtly, coolly, friendly, demurely, alluringly,
Or give it to me surly, burly, late at night or early! I want to get loved up, cuddled up,
Eaten up, only from the waist up; lip tango, lip scalp, lip loot, smooch, suck face,
Make out, neck, kiss, salute someone with the throwing of my lips.

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