Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, (La la la) [Repeat]
Nothing is provocative anymore Even for kids No room for imagining Cause everyone’s seen everything Question what the TV tells you Question what a pop stars sells you Question mum and question dad Question good and question bad
If history could set you free From who you were supposed to be If sex in our society Didn’t tell a girl who she would be
Cause all my life I’ve tried to find What history has given me, me.
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, (La la la) [Repeat]
If women were religiously Recognized sexually We wouldn’t have to feel the need to show our ass, It’s to feel free Been there, done that Got the t-shirt Sold my soul And yeah the truth hurts Tired image of a star Acting naughtier than we really are If history could set you free From who you were supposed to be If sex in our society Didn’t tell a guy who he should be
Cause all my life I’ve tried to find What history has given me, me.
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, (La la la) [Repeat]
All my life, I felt it deep inside of me All this time, was fighting for what I believe All my life I’ve tried to hide what history has given me
If history could set you free From who you were supposed to be If sex in our society Didn’t tell a guy who he should be
Cause all my life I’ve tried to find What history has given me, me.
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, (La la la) [Repeat]