Orgasm Addict

Well, you tried it just for once, found it all right for kicks But now you found out that it's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines Now your mother wants to know, "What are those stains on your jeans?" And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Uh-huh, uh-huh, ah Ah, ah, ah You get in a heat, you get in a sulk But you still keep a-beating your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Casanova, you're no Joseph It's a labor of love fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Uh-huh, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic bobbins on the Christmas cakes Butchers' assistants and bellhops You've had them all here and there Children of God and their joy strings International women with no body hair Ooh, so well, you're asking in an alley and your voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough, you're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnny want fuckie all ways and always He's got the energy, he will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict