Not The American Average

One, two, three, four (all the things that she said, was it all in my head?) Come on, baby Keep it down Honey, hush your lips Clothes trailing From the backdoor To the bedroom And I don't even know your name Give me all you've got Make this night worth my time Make this worth my time (oh) What I would give to live this night again I knew when I first saw you You'd fuck like a whore You'd fuck like a whore I can hear you screaming for more (yeah) Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze My lips, your poison They bring you to your knees Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze My lips, your poison They bring you to your knees Ah, come on Girl, get down It's almost over Take it all the way Oh You stupid fucking whore And after all of all my dreaming being only you You're standing there, baby, oh The things that I could do Back to the wall with a drink in my hand Back it up, baby, ride, ride, ride One step too late And I never told you That I can't take Another disappointment Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending Ten inch With your back against the wall With your face buried in the pillow I see you cold I feel you heartless Bitch You stupid fucking bitch You stupid fucking bitch Fucking bitch