Текст песни The Buzzing From The Bathroom

[Josh] Just feel like I’m faking it [Paula] Tim, you have never given your wife an orgasm [Rebecca] Fake being satisfied? [Mrs. Hernandez] Sounds like a vibrator [Rebecca] You’re doing it wrong [Paula] Not even once Such profound humiliation Such all consuming shame The buzzing from the bathroom Has finally been explained That was no electric toothbrush No facial scrub device And now I finally know the meaning Of the words Tim, that was nice We used two different positions Every other Sunday night All her writhing, moaning, sighing I thought I was doing it right But as I drifted off to slumber Thinking I had brought her joy She would slink off to the bathroom With that blasted plastic toy All the buzzing, cursed buzzing That damn incessant hum I used to think I was a hero Can’t believe she didn’t come To tell me that she needed So much more than I could give Now the buzzing from the bathroom Tells the lie that we both live What is pleasure but reunion? When with one soul another joins Yet I’m haunted by the buzzing from the bathroom Like tinnitus of the loins