I Got The Six

Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine

I need something more substantial

New deck, playing cards, I don't like to work this hard

I think I'll have to cancel

I'm running out of time

I'm about to lose my mind

I got the six

Gimme your nine

Slow hand on the clock, I'm sitting here like a rock

I'm feeling so abnormal

Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene

Cover up that centerfold

I'm running out of time

I'm about to lose my mind

I got the six

Gimme your nine

Look at this, what a pair, she won't let me touch her there

She's so discriminating

This is weird, it's time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow

I guess, I'll have to spank my monkey

I'm running out of time

I'm about to lose my mind

I got the six

Gimme your nine