I Remember Sex

I remember sex. That thing we used to do
 Where you'd lay down and usually I'd lie on top of you
 Sometimes you'd lie on top of me. We tried that out a bit
 But it didn't work as well, I guess something just didn't fit
 I remember sex. We had it at night
 A few times in the morning and then after we would fight
 And on special occasions when we'd had too much to drink
 Once in a Morris Minor (?), a convertible, I think
 I remember sex. It was such a big deal
 That we worried where it would come from much more than our next meal
 And we were always hungry, often we overate
 It was up and down and back and forth and hurry up and wait
 I remember sex. And when we went to bed
 Sometimes we didn't sleep at all - we just had sex instead
 And having it was heavenly, not getting it - pure hell
 And it was either great or bad, few did it merely well
 I remember sex. And how it made us feel
 Completely realistic yet totally surreal
 A thing that we all thought about and all that we thought of
 That distant crazy cousin to the scary thing called love
 I remember sex. I started on my own
 When you and I stopped having it, I tried it on the phone
 But that was so expensive and sex is just a crutch
 And since I kicked the habit I don't think about it much... but...
 I remember sex. Something that we did
 And we always used to worry we'd end up with a kid
 Then we'd have to get rid of it or else we'd have to wed
 These days sex can kill ya, kids, so stay awake in bed