Tekster: Abysmal Crucifix. Pheremonal Discharge In Your Pants.

I smell you from the other end of the bar,
After the show, babe you're gettin' me hard.
Drivin' along the freeway to your apartment.
Prove it all night to let you know what I meant.

There's a pheremonal discharge in your pants,
And I don't even need to use my hands.
Got two hundred women standing by my side,
There's so many I'm not sure which one to ride.

A redhead came backstage a few nights ago,
Sat down on the couch and then she dropped her robe.
I fondled both her titties and I rubbed down there,
Discovered that down there it was brown hair.

There's a pheremonal discharge in your pants,
And I don't even need to use my hands.
Got two hundred women standing by my side,
There's so many I'm not sure which one to ride.

Last night, I spent some time with a groupie,
I think that maybe she gave me the herpes...
I'm feeling so itchy like a bad hay fever,
So I'll tell everyone and they won't go near her.

There's a pheremonal discharge in your pants,
And I don't even need to use my hands.
Got two hundred women standing by my side,
There's so many I'm not sure which one to ride.

But the one I want in my bed tonight
She turned me away like a parasite,
I don't know why she feels so real,
But I want to stick her with my bonemeal.

Why won't she let me in her tight pleather skirt?
Come on, baby, let me in you, I promise it won't hurt!

There's a pheremonal discharge in your pants,
And I don't even need to use my hands.
Got two hundred women standing by my side,
There's so many I'm not sure which one to ride.

There's a pheremonal discharge in your pants,
And I don't even need to use my hands.
Got two hundred women standing by my side,
There's so many I'm not sure which one to ride