Dr. Acula Is This A Party, Or A Dick-Measuring Contest? lyrics

The bar fills up and the drinks star mixing
A cluster fuck of shame dispensed to lower your neck
By the time the barkeep hits the table
My sights are set on tonight's last pathetic attempt

Moving like a huntress across the dance floor
We meet at the waist and rediscover our flaws
She's shaking hard when I sniffle so softly
She drops her glass and knees right down to the floor

Boys have a penis, girls have a vagina


As I show her to the basement apartment
That has been built on endless nights like this
I hear words never so clearly
I won't stop till you're on your knees, baby, please, please

I understand this might come as a shocker
your not the first and sure as hell not the last
dont get upset you were somewhat still worth it
but on top you gutta flip the shit fast