Objects of Desire

Since I moved into your place One year ago today Our relationship has deepened In a spiritual way As time swept gently forward And winters turned to spring I know you so much better 'Cause I've fucked all your things I put my package in your mailbox Made love to all your chairs Dropped a load inside your washer I went down on all your stairs I took your cabinets from the front, and Your sofa from behind I looked deep into your vacuum's eyes And then we sixty-nined Thanks in advance for Not judging me, or This aspect of my soul When I dick-smash all of your belongings Is when I'm finally whole I boned your couches and your telephone And all your scented candles And your dictionary, fishtank, and the pictures on the mantle I had s*x with your whole kitchen With no boundaries or limits And your lamp was looking so good That you know I had to hit it Your wallet and your toothbrush And your jacket and your red hat Oh, you're mad about the toothbrush? Just forget I ever said that And your carpet and your furniture Your windows and the curtains And I licked your stamp collection I dicked your floor for certain I'm glad I got this off my chest My soul has taken flight Don't slam the door on your way out, darling Because I'm slamming it tonight --- Objects of Desire - Ninja s*x Party