“Bikini Woman”
(feat. Brenda Russell)
Err, we’re here at the main reactor
This is where it all picked off, this is where it all started, basically
and em, the radiation reading here is 210
which is about twenty times more than what it was at our hotel
When I wrote this song, I did not think I was going end up in this place
My next song is really called “Sit On My Face, Bikini Woman”
Sit on my face, bikini woman
It’s like we have a contract, to never break contact
eyes locked and I start my long chat
some crap that you’ve heard for yonks
Well, ever since they snuck you to their thong strap
Captured me, I’m in a rapture seat
You’re the best thing that’s ever ever happened to me
A tropical escape on a piece of paper
Philosophical to say that we’ve shared some moments
Early stages, talk for ages
days are the same and I’m late for school
Looking lame in the rain never felt a fall
while you wash your hair in that waterfall
And you’re far too tall for me, I can tell
I want a woman not a girl, so it all makes sense
if a venture turn worse and they cover you up
all defenceless, I’ll try to do my best to save you
I look up at you, you look down at me
sit on my face, bikini woman
no one else can see
that your perfect buns behind
is messing with my mind
So, sit on my face, bikini woman
if you’d be so kind
I don’t like that you face the station
I feel like people invade our space
should be in slowly defaced
I’m telling it’s a felony that you could be so heavenly
and still they didn’t place you in a glass encasing
Girls come at your beauty at face abusive
peeps at school knew
I’m saying to myself that my admiration’s a healthy infatuation
‘cause, obsessions of perfection are deemed as wholesome
consumerist culture is telling me you’re flawless
I’m pretty sure this is how I should feel
but my dad’s skinny woman who need a good mill
Been educated well by the cyber-porno’s
not as much as a pimp who is 44 knows
taking off your clothes off of my eyes
and saving the images for bedtime.
I look up at you, you look down at me
sit on my face, bikini woman
no one else can see
that your perfect buns behind
is messing with my mind
So, sit on my face, bikini woman
if you’d be so kind
Want you to sit and give me a facial
so saddle up and I’ll taste you
I dream one day you’ll come to life and maybe be my wife
Want you to sit and give me a facial
so saddle up and I’ll taste you
I dream one day you’ll come to life and maybe be my wife
I look up at you, you look down at me
sit on my face, bikini woman
no one else can see
that your perfect buns behind
is messing with my mind
So, sit on my face, bikini woman
if you’d be so kind
I look up at you, you look down at me
sit on my face, bikini woman
no one else can see
that your perfect buns behind
is messing with my mind
So, sit on my face, bikini woman
if you’d be so kind
