Sex Tourette's-Abbe May

You wanted me repeatedly I don't know you and you don't know me The summer girls on Beaufort Street Tequila talks sex Tourette's Get down on it and I'll go next A golden gate is sex Tourette's A million words will vibrate That old despair You went looking for love down there And all you found was ordinary All you felt was underwhelming It was not love Labour of lust A desert plain of skin and touch The summer girls all pirouette No secret they're enjoying it All you could hear was sex Tourette's You wanted me repeatedly I don't know you and you don't know me Some lovers tease - sex Tourette's The summer girls pirouette No secret they enjoy it A golden gate get down on it Pornography and heartbreak No sign of that old apparition "love" Cannot be seen now from below Nor can it be seen from above She walks a very thing, tight wire Between the heart that couriers blood And the machinery of love All you could say is "sex Tourette's"