Orgasm Addict

You tried it just for once, find it alright for kicks
And now you found out it’s a habit that sticks
And you’re an orgasm addict
You’re an orgasm addict
You’re sneakin' in the back door with dirty magazines
And mother wants to know «What are those stains on your jeans?»
You’re an orgasm addict
You’re an orgasm addict
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-huh
Uh-oh, oh
You get in heat, you get in a sulk
You still keep on beatin' your meat to pulp
'Cause you’re an orgasm addict
You’re an orgasm addict
Kid Casanova, you’re a no-Joseph
Labour of love, fucking yourself to death
Orgasm addict
You’re an orgasm addict
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-huh
Ow, I, oh
You’re makin' out with school kids
Winos and heads of state
You’re makin' out with the lady
Who puts the little plastic robins on the Christmas cakes
Butcher’s assistants and bellhops
You’ve had 'em all, here and there
A-Children of God and their joy strings
International women with no body hair
So, you’re asking in an alley, and your voice ain’t steady
The sex mechanic’s rough, you’re more than ready
You’re an orgasm addict
You’re an orgasm addict
Johnnie want fuckie, all way, and always
He’s got the energy, he will amaze
Orgasm addict
He’s an orgasm addict
He’s always at it
He’s always at it
He’s an orgasm addict
He’s an orgasm addict