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Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You never touch me this way
Connector in, out
You let me in through the back

Ride the sainted
On the midnight train to
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake before use," she said
You touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

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

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake well before use," she
But you never touch me
I was busy for phone sex
Coming through the door in skin tight trunks
And we all went and danced

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

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

And here comes another God, comes another God
a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a velvet and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze dried with a new
And my teeth back in my head

I get my on channel six
The it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
comes Christ on crutches

I'll never be
Never be
left me confused
I will not be confused another man
This of opinions

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

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