I seen you walking baby down the line
I wanna touch you, you look so fine
I wanna take you home
Get you naked, baby
Make you moan.
It's just a sex spray
USA
It's just a Sex Spree
You and me
It's just a sex drive
USB
You're livin' where you got to be free
When it's Sunday morning
Even though it's a myth
I can find you still squirreling
Is the reach hit or miss
But if it doesn't touch me
There's no work I can do
But I guess that you're special
Cause it was handed to you
Still going down
Still going down
Still wheels going down
Even though Sundays over
You're still grasping at mist
I don't believe that you know her
If you did you know this
Still going down
Still going down
Still wheels going down