When days go by and I don't get any of that magic stick I start to feel just a little bit sick For you to leave my sheets clean Borders on unthinkably mean Once a week used to be enough for me But after I met you, I started craving your touch constantly Your lips on my neck Your tounge wondering below deck The thrill of your ****** Quickly becoming a pleaseurable must Didn't you know that this milk was a package deal, along with the cow, Great news, huh, wow