Tekst piosenki
Well you tried it just for once Found it all right for kicks But now you found out that it's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines Now your mother wants to know what all those stains on your jeans And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Uh huh Uh huh Uhhhhh Uhhhhh x 3 You get in a heat You get in a sulk But you still keep a beating your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Cassanova You're a ___ [sounds French - phonetically "no joe biz ett"?] It's a livin' a-fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Uh huh Uhhhhh x 10 You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic bobbies on the christmas cakes Butchers' assistants and bellhops You've had them all here and there Children of god and their joy-strings International women with no body hair Oooh So where they're askin' in an alley and your voice ain't steady If sex mechanic's rough you're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnny will fuck you always and all ways He's got the energy, he will remain He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict
