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Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well use," she said
You touch me anymore this way
in, receiver out
You let me in through the back

Ride the sainted
On the midnight train to
Ride the sainted

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake before use," she said
You never touch me anymore way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

And I'm so dirty and the light blinds my
oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here Christ on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
Well I was too with my hand
"Shake well use," she said
But you touch me anymore
I was listening for phone sex
Coming through the back door in tight trunks
And we all went mental and

I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six

To the off peak
And the light blinds my eyes and I dirty
And the light blinds my and I feel so shaken in my faith
Here comes Christ on

And here comes another God, comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of
And a velvet tongue and voodoo
Well I got sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
dried with a new religion
And my stuffed back in my head

I get my kicks on six
The light it my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here comes on crutches

I'll be confused
be confused
They me confused
I will not be confused with man
This pressure of

"Lighten up, listen to eyes," you said
But all I could see was Doris Day in a big satellite
down the tube hole on Farringdon Street
With whiplash Willy, the motor

Tthe light it my eyes
And the light it burns my
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six