I need ten ton trucks and thirty-nine brides
I need serious fuel to survive
I want a taste of every ecstacy in sight
I hark sweet high pitches, stunningly sung
Amid faceless frenzies of britches and tongue
I strive to explode virgin vessels dressed to nines
and looking for a little action
Maybe I'm the king of swine
But I find the flesh divine
I am sexual everything
That's the sexual politics of me
I pine for dark limbs-akimbo sex with destitute hearts
I want to see their every muscle flex
The dubious poets of flesh and sweat
With buns of steel and fingers wet
[Chorus]
Throw wide the door
I need more and more and more and more and more
It's feeding frenzy
It's four to the floor
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