Speak, I'm listening
Baby, I'm your sweet thing
Believe what I'm saying
God's truth I'm not lying
Lie, lie steady
Rest your head on me
I'll smooth it nicely
Rub it better 'til it bleeds
And, and you'll believe me
Caught out again
I'm calling you weak
Getting it up

And I was joking
Sweet babe, let me stroke it
Take, I'm giving
God's truth I'm not lying
And and you'll believe me
I'm calling you weak
And I'll, I'll, I'll make it better
And rub 'till it bleeds
I'll rub it until it...
I'll rub it until it...
I'll rub it until it...
I'll rub it until it...
I'll rub it until it...
I'll rub it until it...
I'll rub it until it...
I'll rub it until it...