| Johnny’s got a light in his eyes
|
| And Shirley’s got a light on her lips
|
| Jakes got a monkey shine on his head
|
| And Debra Ann’s got a tiger in her hips
|
| They can twist and turn, they can move and burn
|
| They can throw themselves against the wall
|
| But they creep for what they need
|
| And they explode to the call
|
| And then they move, move
|
| Sex beat, go
|
| They’re stupid like I told ya
|
| Very stupid like ya saw
|
| Very stupid as the simple thought
|
| Of ever thinking at all
|
| And all their mind, all their soul
|
| All their bodies, all we know
|
| All the things that shoulda made us whole
|
| All the colorless security
|
| Was all that someone could go
|
| And move, move
|
| Sex beat, drop
|
| And yes, you do look cool
|
| Inside the floodlights so blue
|
| You make my tropical apartment’s bed
|
| Your sacrificial pool
|
| My body in the water
|
| And my heart is in your hand
|
| So this is the way you choose
|
| To send me to the judgment land
|
| So you can’t move, move
|
| Ooh, sex beat, go
|
| And every day I agree
|
| You throw me down by the Christmas tree
|
| I watched your lights blink on and off
|
| While you start your fun with me
|
| I, I know your reasons
|
| And I, I know your goals
|
| We can fuck forever
|
| But you will never get my soul
|
| So you can move, so you can move
|
| So you cannot move
|
| So you can move, so you can
|
| Ooh, sex beat |