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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 rhythms
On the midnight to Romford
Ride the rhythms

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well use," she said
You never touch me this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

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

"Call me wet trampoline," she today
Well I was too with my hand
"Shake well before use," she
But you touch me anymore
I was busy for phone sex
Coming through the back door in tight trunks
And we all mental 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 electricity
And the light my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so in my faith
Here comes on crutches

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

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

never be confused
Never be
left me confused
I will not be with 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 the tube hole on Farringdon Street
With Willy, the motor psycho

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