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Text: Descendents. Somery. Pervert.

(Lyrics by M. Aukerman, Music by T. Lombardo)
Don't you think it's time I let you know
Don't you think I should before you go
I'm not gonna let you get away
'cause I want to fuck you night and day
I'm a pervert
I like to go out on dates
See a movie, communicate
We'll go home and have some fun
I'll tell you, sure you're the only one
Then when I leave your house I smell of sex
* Then I know I'm a pervert, because I like it
Then I know I'm a pervert, becase I want it
Want it all of the time

Don't you wonder sometimes what I want
Don't you sometimes think I just want your - cunt
I'd hate to think that romance is just a pose
But all I want to do is rip off your clothes
I'm a pervert
I like to hold you in my arms
You know I wouldn't do you harm
I never take advantage, in my book that's a sin
But somehow I find myself caressing your skin
Then there's one word on my mind and that word is - fuck
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