You gotta admit,
you got an addiction
The sores on your lip
prove your affliction
And the smokes in your glove box,
commit your convicition to…
You went down
without any hesitation
Blame yourself
not the Oral Fixation
CHORUS:
There’s a burning sensation
In my midsection
And its painful for me
To sustain an erection
You laughed at my
sexually transmitted disease
But I gave it to you
When you dropped to your knees
Tell me you love me
And maybe I’ll have a reservation
For punishing you for your
Oral fixation
BRIDGE:
Suck it!
(distortion)
You got Herpes! You got herpes! You got herpes! You got…...an STD…
You gotta come to terms
With yourself
Realize that its
Bad for your health
Besides, what else
Are you gonna do?
Go through the rest of your life
With this problem
Eighty years old
And you still suck your thumb
Is that your final goal
And destination
An old widow with no teeth
And an oral fixation
CHORUS
Soda pop, gum drop, lollipop, gotta stop
Putting things inside that orifice
Otherwise you could cause some seriously unwanted damage to that
otherwise beautiful edifice
Tell me you love me
And maybe I’ll have a reservation
For punishing you for your
Oral fixation…