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Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me this way
in, receiver out
You let me in the back door

Ride the rhythms
On the midnight train to
Ride the sainted

in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me anymore way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

And I'm so dirty and the light 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 use," she said
But you never touch me
I was listening for phone sex
Coming through the back in skin tight trunks
And we all went mental and

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

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

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

I get my on channel six
The light it my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here Christ on crutches

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

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