You're a kid Casanova, you're a no josep

You've had them all here and there
But you still keep a beating your meat to pulp
It's a labor of love fucking yourself to death
Uh huh, uh huh, uh uh

And you're an orgasm addict, you're an orgasm addict
He's always at it, he's always at it
Your sex mechanic's rough, you're more than ready

Children of God and their joy strings
Ooh, so where they're askin' in an alley
Now your mother wants to know what all those stains on your jeans
And you're an orgasm addict, you're an orgasm addict
And he's an orgasm addict
Orgasm addict, you're an orgasm addict
Uh huh, uh huh, uh uh
And your voice ain't steady

You're makin' out with school kids
Who puts the little plastic bobbins on the Christmas cakes

He's an orgasm addict, he's an orgasm addict
He's an orgasm addict
You're an orgasm addict, you're an orgasm addict
Johnny want fuckie always and all ways
He's got the energy, he will remain
Butchers' assistants and bellhops
And you're an orgasm addict, you're an orgasm addict
You get in a heat, you get in a sulk

Sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines
Winos and heads of state, you even made it with the lady

International women with no body hair
Uh huh, uh huh, uh uh uh