MACHINE GUN
Well, the first time that I saw you
I could not speak a word.
My tongue was tied in giant knots
and I felt so disturbed.
At the feeling rushing through me.
The heat inside my veins.
The way my nerve ends tingle.
Every time you call my name.
Got a lust ignited fever,
and I can't put out the flame.
Next time that I saw you,
I felt so at ease.
You had a languid disposition.
I had an willingness to please.
And your candy apple red lips,
Full of violets and sex.
Had me harder than a coal train.
Had my collar wringing wet.
Know I'm gonna crash and burn,
but I'm not finished yet.
CHORUS
My heart is pounding like a big bass drum.
Excited at the thought I might get me some.
Lick it off my fingers,
taste it on my tongue
Love you little baby like a ma-ma-ma-machine gun
You are a symphony of elegance.
A masterpiece of grace.
An animated work of art,
Who's acquired a taste,
for the flesh of weaker lovers,
who'll lie down on their backs.
To be ridden at your leisure,
and be taken off like hats.
I'm not here for you to walk on,
And I'm not your welcome mat.
CHORUS
The first time that I saw you,
I could not speak a word.
My tongue was tied in giant knots,
And I felt so disturbed.
At the feeling rushing through me,
The heat inside my veins.
The way my nerve ends tingle,
Every time you call my name.
I've got a lust ignited fever,
and I can't put out the flame.
CHOURS
Ma Ma Ma Ma-ma-ma-machine gun
Ma Ma Ma Ma-chine