The Bad Touch - DJ Gollum, Empyre One

Sweat baby, sweat baby

Sex is a Texas drought

Me and you do the kind of stuff

That only Prince would sing about

So put your hands down my pants

And I bet you'll feel nuts

Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert

And you're getting two thumbs up

You've had enough of two-hand touch

You want it rough, you're out of bounds

I want you smothered, want you covered

Like my Waffle House hash browns

Comin' quicker than Fed Ex

Never reach an apex

Just like coca-cola stock

You are inclined to make me rise an hour early

Just like daylight savings time

Do it now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let''s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it again now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Gettin' horny now

Love the kind, you clean up

With a mop and bucket

Like the lost catacombs of Egypt

Only God knows where we stuck it

Hieroglyphics?

Let me be Pacific

I wanna go down in your South Seas

But I got this notion

That the motion of your ocean means

"Small Craft Advisory"

So if I capsize on your thighs

High tide B-5 you sunk my battleship

Please turn me on

I'm Mr. Coffee

With an automatic drip

So show me yours, I'll show you mine

"Tool Time"

You'll Lovelett just like Lyle

And then we'll do it doggy style

So we can both watch "X-Files"

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it again now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel