I was watching this movie On my VCR The things they were doing Just a little bizarre The expression of passion Amid sweat and chlorine They were five of the happiest people That I've ever seen
Sex without bodies Sex without pain Sex of such passion No mere words could explain It's the incoming fashion It's an oncoming train I may never go back to the reall thing again
I called up this number This girl Angela spoke She started to whimper I started to choke Before it was over I called out her name And you may not believe this But she did the same
Sex without bodies Sex without blame Sex on the wire Between shadow and shame It's the fear of desire It's the fire without flame I may never go back to the reall thing again
I met this guy Carlos He took me upstairs He sat me in one one one Of two comfortable chairs He sat in the other So cool and contained And the rest of the evening This is how we remained
Having sex without bodies Sex without hate Sex in this city Has become a garrison state I don't care if she's pretty I don't care if he ain't I may never go back to the reall thing again I may never go back to the reall thing again We may never go back to the reall thing again