I've Got the Sex

[Verse 1] Crushing strawberries one by one Watching the juice drip down Two and a half months ahead of schedule The leaves on the trees are turning brown We got ready for winter As the sun rose up in the sky There was something almost soothing in the hard to define Note of terror in your eye [Verse 2] Watching the strawberries lose their shape As the wind blew through the elm tree The wind was far too cold for the middle of April And you reached out your hand to me It was good to feel your hand in mine It was good to know you felt the chill too I scooped up a palmful of strawberry pulp And smeared it all over you [Outro] The wild strawberries drove me on As I lapped them up off of your skin And I could feel your basal body temperature rise As the cold came in Hey hey