No Tan Lines

Deviances anticipated Triple-X or at least R-rated San Tropez, the middle of May There's no tan lines tonight No tan lines tonight But trench it, rev it It's time to share spit In the sauna, we'll become close With you, oh yeah! Princess with a cold killer instinct Winked at me from across the ice rink Leather uppers, soft for the spins But she gives it away without a rest Language buried her in the motherland Language barrier in the Pathan grain Yeah, oh yeah! You will be my candy striper Junior Leaguer, bedpan wiper Convalescent enema essence I live to be gray, I live to be gray!