Everything above the neck
Everything but the imitation of youth must be given up at the desk
Everything but the look that sells
You’re 12 looking 20, or you’re 20 looking 12
And you’re tight, and you’re baby, and you’re sexy about it
And you’re subtle and doe-eyed in a toddler’s outfit
And her eyes are crossed and big and bright and bug
And she withers around like a salty slug
There’s a beautiful balance to realise and reach
When the women act like both a child and a sex beast
Men are titillated by that delicate line
Between sex song and nursery rhyme
Over time, you’ll not remember normalcy
Because normalcy is what you see, repeatedly
So there will be nothing to miss
It must be so relieving for you to hear this
Mmm
If I mimic sex like some kind of clothed recreation
Slightly alter your emotional situation
If I transform into masturbation motivation
Something that’s more “open to interpretation”
All of a sudden, your desire to understand
Head popped out of your ass, you’re a wide-eyed kitten, man
Your jaw will unhinge like a trap door open wide
And in my words will pour like a fucking slip and slide
'Cause sex is everywhere
It’s everything you see
It’s baked into the air, breathe, baby, breathe
Sex is everywhere
And if it’s not, then somebody will put it there
They’ll put it there
(They’ll put it there, and they’ll put it there)
Your hands are down your pants, you’re settled in for the night
It’s time to watch 18-year-olds on a private browser site
But 18 years isn’t short enough for you
They have pigtails and Hello Kitty shorts on to undo
They’ve learned that the closer you look like to a kid
The more money you get from a forty-two-year-old piece of shit
So on screen, they’ll touch a dick, and act so confused
Because cluelessness is easier to get off to
There’s no button to push for third base
I’m not trying to seduce you, fuckface
I’ll be out in your lawn covered in snot
I get away with so much shit cause you think I’m hot
Oh, you’ll praise the virgin, self-absorbed
You think your penis is very important
But if something’s dirty after you touch it
The problem is your hand, dipshit
Cut it off
Sex is everywhere
It’s everything you see; it’s baked into the air
Breathe, baby, breathe it
Sex is everywhere
And if it’s not, then somebody will put it there
They’ll put it there
They’ll put it there
They’ll put it there
They’ll put it there
Sex everywhere
It’s everywhere
It’s everywhere
It’s everywhere
Oh, the women are fighting crime
Showing tits and ass at the same time
They’re multitaskers, we draw the lines
Anything’s true if it rhymes
The key in the hole, the mighty sword
Praise the man slut, praise the lord
They’d fuck a pie, a dead body
But you live to please, you live to please
