You Know What I Want

I don't want to talk for days,

Of how my life is in a haze,

I quit all that and I don't miss,

Those chats with my dear therapist,

I don't want to see your folks,

Your father's poorly written jokes...

You know want I want...

There're better things than sleep at night,

But if you feel the need to fight,

Well get dressed cause we're going out,

Cause I don't want to muck about,

I'ld rather that we fight outside,

Get swept away beneath the tide...

You know how I want...

I need something to get me through the day,

Keep what sanity that's left in me from fading away,

Need to see your teeth through a post-orgasmic smile,

That'll keep me sane for awhile.

Maybe we'll go dancing,

And dance until we sweat,

Then go into the ladies' room,

And get a little wet,

There we'll do it from behind,

Yeah, I got a dirty mind,

But you know what I want...