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  • Sophisticated slave trade rhythmically admired
    Give me a punctual bliss
    He's in love with a velvet glove
    Soon he'll feel the fist
    His senses are reeling
    He can't sit still
    He's got that same old feeling
    The same old thrill
    The same old thrill
    Goose flesh, giggling, stimulating scenes
    Pleasure is a means to the end
    Hedonistic high time
    He can't get enough
    Physical encounters can offend
    Drinking like a fish out of water high and dry
    When there's no tomorrow he doesn't even try
    Don't take a walk, when it's easier to run
    Don't take it easy
    No don't take it
    Don't you touch the flesh, the fragile flesh
    He's never going to get near the heart
    He can prodel, he can poke but it won't get him closer
    He's only playing a part
    Across the threshold he feels his nostrils flare
    The stifling perfume is so thick in there
    Don't take a walk, when it's easier to run
    Don't take it easy, no don't take it
    Don't take it easy, Don't take it easy
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Sophisticated slave trade rhythmically admired
    Give me a punctual bliss
    He's in love with a velvet glove
    Soon he'll feel the fist
    His senses are reeling
    He can't sit still
    He's got a sort of feeling
  • Sophisticated slave trade rhythmically admired
    Give me a punctual bliss
    He's in love with a velvet glove
    Soon he'll feel the fist
    His senses are reeling
    He can't sit still
    He's got that same old feeling
    The same old thrill
    The same old thrill
    Goose flesh, giggling, stimulating scenes
    Pleasure is a means to the end
    Hedonistic high time
    He can't get enough
    Physical encounters can offend
    Drinking like a fish out of water high and dry
    When there's no tomorrow he doesn't even try
    Don't take a walk, when it's easier to run
    Don't take it easy
    No don't take it
    Don't you touch the flesh, the fragile flesh
    He's never going to get near the heart
    He can prodel, he can poke but it won't get him closer
    He's only playing a part
    Across the threshold he feels his nostrils flare
    The stifling perfume is so thick in there
    Don't take a walk, when it's easier to run
    Don't take it easy, no don't take it
    Don't take it easy, Don't take it easy
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Don't take it, Don't take it
    Sophisticated slave trade rhythmically admired
    Give me a punctual bliss
    He's in love with a velvet glove
    Soon he'll feel the fist
    His senses are reeling
    He can't sit still
    He's got a sort of feeling