Faxed Invitation

I don't wanna get dirty With two scoops And white flakes and jelly Wrestling would you do it Would you do it Go down with the body Hugger stroking Clutches caressing On the corner lip to lip Black and blond chocolate eye I don't wanna get dirty With two scoops And white flakes and jelly Wrestling would you do it Would you do it Go down with the body Hugger stroking Clutches caressing On the corner lip to lip Black and blond chocolate eye Fundamental Looking up at me Your olive skin Your unmarked beauty unconnected I don't feel the heat of you Like you want me to Up close and smiling No seperate bills She's fantastic So fantastic like this This is a catsuit of fifteen colours Faxed invitation To oblivion with bells Technicolour delights Someone pushing Don't knock, push Honey honey pure twisted Squeeze your libido ... I feel so disconnected You smile You give me everything This one cold, this one hot Purple head burning fast (?) Water Deep voice, dome head Shooting behind the glass eyes And walking on the piss stains on a beautiful day Craving company and legs Look around you You look good to me I see you in an alley shop And clean and focus like a hope When he smoked a cigarette Looking away smelling something surgical That leaves a mark upon his neck Where the place where you were talking When you looked so upset Why were you hiding When I saw you in an alley shop And clean like a hope I want someone pretty to give me time Mmmm pretty and fit, smelling good An unknown lie Animal calling Hungry eye Change the way I feel, on a wheel And (bang?) jesus loves me on a yellow xylophone Going home Outside you look at me with your brown eyes Lest we forget Angel at the hotel Sudden fiction/friction (?)...? I was born with a cartoon eye And a savioury style Very strong feeling (of) freedom, liberty Mmmm deep voice Mmmm deep voice Mmmm deep voice