You'd think by now I'd have learnt my lesson, I've always found my teachers depressing. Before I know it she's on her knees, And I'm on mine, begging her 'stop this, please!' You're round here again, But I don't think you ask for much. Obviously cold, Obviously cold. We got caught up in a situation,
Her lips squeezed tihgt, she k**s the conversation. Wouldn't you know it, she's co*ked her knees, Take off that dress and hand it to me. You're on your back again, But I don't think you're deep enough. Obviously cold, Obviously cold. Stop, don't stop Stop, don't stop