Oh, I want you a la mode
No platter, on the go
You caught me on the stove
But I take you on the floor
Your love gets me so high
I can't help but arrive
But I want you more tonight
But probably not tomorrow

But then I remember that Saturday night
We were fingerbanging by the TV light
In that basement of your mama's house
We had that futon couch all pulled out
It was incredible

Oh, I thought you knew the score
I didn't want nothing more
Won't be your Labrador
But it's me you can't ignore
Now she won't leave me alone
Calling, blowing up my phone
Come knocking at my door
But I said, "there's no one home..."

Then I remembered that sweaty Saturday night
We were fingerbanging by the TV light
In that basement of your mama's house
We had that futon couch all pulled out

It was incredible
You were susceptible
It was regrettable
Yet hypersexual
I'm unforgettable

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Lyrics submitted by TravelingMouth

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