No Compute
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โฑ๏ธ 3:07 duration
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Ah, I awakened from a wet dream in which I was wetless
My imagination could no longer take me there
So I slid into my copping haberdashery
And gave into the original jones: sex
Now my sexy jones was below sea level
The hornies occupied my being
I was at that stage where most men would say
"Hey ho, it's your life or your legs"
But I was cooler than that
She said, "No compute".
I spotted a lady who was also on the prowl
I could tell by her makeup
Plus the scent was there
So I sashayed over to her and, uh
Spoke of my plan
She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love to me?"
I said, "Is pig what's in pork?
Or are you gonna play hard
After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?"
She said, ah, "No compute".
Finally, she said, "Uh, I could, uh, probably go for what you're talking about
But it's really about my birth control pills."
I said, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
When in doubt vamp, or at least ad-lib
"And of course, you know, spit don't make babies."
She smiled and said, "No compute".
But I could tell she was getting in to it
So off we went
There was fun to be had, love to be made
"Strange", I said to myself, as I laid smoking a last joint before the technic easing of sleep
"What a man will go for when the hornies set in."
Well suddenly, as she laid there, mouth half open, wig half off, snoring, breath smelling like a 1948 Buick
I was sick with the guilties, and she smiled in her sleep
As if to say, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
My imagination could no longer take me there
So I slid into my copping haberdashery
And gave into the original jones: sex
Now my sexy jones was below sea level
The hornies occupied my being
I was at that stage where most men would say
"Hey ho, it's your life or your legs"
But I was cooler than that
She said, "No compute".
I spotted a lady who was also on the prowl
I could tell by her makeup
Plus the scent was there
So I sashayed over to her and, uh
Spoke of my plan
She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love to me?"
I said, "Is pig what's in pork?
Or are you gonna play hard
After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?"
She said, ah, "No compute".
Finally, she said, "Uh, I could, uh, probably go for what you're talking about
But it's really about my birth control pills."
I said, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
When in doubt vamp, or at least ad-lib
"And of course, you know, spit don't make babies."
She smiled and said, "No compute".
But I could tell she was getting in to it
So off we went
There was fun to be had, love to be made
"Strange", I said to myself, as I laid smoking a last joint before the technic easing of sleep
"What a man will go for when the hornies set in."
Well suddenly, as she laid there, mouth half open, wig half off, snoring, breath smelling like a 1948 Buick
I was sick with the guilties, and she smiled in her sleep
As if to say, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.26] Ah, I awakened from a wet dream in which I was wetless
[00:19.50] My imagination could no longer take me there
[00:22.37] So I slid into my copping haberdashery
[00:25.38] And gave into the original jones: sex
[00:30.21] Now my sexy jones was below sea level
[00:34.17] The hornies occupied my being
[00:36.90] I was at that stage where most men would say
[00:38.85] "Hey ho, it's your life or your legs"
[00:41.74] But I was cooler than that
[00:43.65] She said, "No compute".
[01:00.87] I spotted a lady who was also on the prowl
[01:05.67] I could tell by her makeup
[01:06.55] Plus the scent was there
[01:08.67] So I sashayed over to her and, uh
[01:11.58] Spoke of my plan
[01:13.58] She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love to me?"
[01:16.43] I said, "Is pig what's in pork?
[01:19.33] Or are you gonna play hard
[01:21.48] After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?"
[01:24.26] She said, ah, "No compute".
[01:30.92] Finally, she said, "Uh, I could, uh, probably go for what you're talking about
[01:50.17] But it's really about my birth control pills."
[01:54.02] I said, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
[01:56.96] When in doubt vamp, or at least ad-lib
[02:00.70] "And of course, you know, spit don't make babies."
[02:03.67] She smiled and said, "No compute".
[02:10.23] But I could tell she was getting in to it
[02:13.26] So off we went
[02:18.96] There was fun to be had, love to be made
[02:21.92] "Strange", I said to myself, as I laid smoking a last joint before the technic easing of sleep
[02:40.09] "What a man will go for when the hornies set in."
[02:45.73] Well suddenly, as she laid there, mouth half open, wig half off, snoring, breath smelling like a 1948 Buick
[02:52.62] I was sick with the guilties, and she smiled in her sleep
[02:58.47] As if to say, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
[03:03.22]
[00:19.50] My imagination could no longer take me there
[00:22.37] So I slid into my copping haberdashery
[00:25.38] And gave into the original jones: sex
[00:30.21] Now my sexy jones was below sea level
[00:34.17] The hornies occupied my being
[00:36.90] I was at that stage where most men would say
[00:38.85] "Hey ho, it's your life or your legs"
[00:41.74] But I was cooler than that
[00:43.65] She said, "No compute".
[01:00.87] I spotted a lady who was also on the prowl
[01:05.67] I could tell by her makeup
[01:06.55] Plus the scent was there
[01:08.67] So I sashayed over to her and, uh
[01:11.58] Spoke of my plan
[01:13.58] She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love to me?"
[01:16.43] I said, "Is pig what's in pork?
[01:19.33] Or are you gonna play hard
[01:21.48] After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?"
[01:24.26] She said, ah, "No compute".
[01:30.92] Finally, she said, "Uh, I could, uh, probably go for what you're talking about
[01:50.17] But it's really about my birth control pills."
[01:54.02] I said, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
[01:56.96] When in doubt vamp, or at least ad-lib
[02:00.70] "And of course, you know, spit don't make babies."
[02:03.67] She smiled and said, "No compute".
[02:10.23] But I could tell she was getting in to it
[02:13.26] So off we went
[02:18.96] There was fun to be had, love to be made
[02:21.92] "Strange", I said to myself, as I laid smoking a last joint before the technic easing of sleep
[02:40.09] "What a man will go for when the hornies set in."
[02:45.73] Well suddenly, as she laid there, mouth half open, wig half off, snoring, breath smelling like a 1948 Buick
[02:52.62] I was sick with the guilties, and she smiled in her sleep
[02:58.47] As if to say, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."
[03:03.22]