Your Filthy Little Mouth - 2007 Remaster

I know that everything in America
 Must end with a kiss
 But all of your addictions
 Won't make me a prince
 Guys gotta see it
 Girls just love to hear
 Then lend me your ear
 She needed classical music
 Or she couldn't make love at all
 And I was up there frequently
 And bringin' down the walls
 Drop dead bombshell
 Clean-cut classy gal
 She was a good pal
 And if you turned up the volume
 You could hear the demons call
 "Fuck me like Chopin
 Or don't fuck me at all
 Tell me what you want
 And I'll take the scenic route
 Tell me what you want
 With Your Filthy Little Mouth
 How bout a little Henry Miller
 With your Huckleberry Finn
 Assume the position, honey
 Let's begin
 You can do your penance
 Right along with that special sin
 And it's gotta be good
 If we both want it so bad
 Make you wanna sell your soul
 Or maybe you already have
 Call me sweet lordy, high-master Jesus
 Tell me that you want it
 Right where you're breathin'
 Just let go