Too Repressed 歌词

I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my dress I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my dress Oh good luck to you I met those boys from a bluegrass band At a bluegrass jam out in no-mans land They played so sweet and they sang so high When they turned up the heat I just had to cry They were 6 in all and they stood so tall Dressed in Sunday best I could take no rest I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my dress I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my dress Oh good luck to you Well if I was single well you know what I'd do I'd go to the boy with his eyes so blue I'd kiss his cheek and the fun would begin My knees would go weak when he'd pull me in And I'd take him back to my hotel bed We'd go all night till he kills me dead I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my dress I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my dress Oh good luck to you Oh you named your band after a horse to ride I wanna ride you take you inside I'm still stuck with these all night blues You made me an offer I can't refuse He said come back to Virginia we'll make love all night Till the Sun comes up oh I'll treat you right Oh I'll treat you right I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my, can't take off my dress I want to fuck you But I'm too repressed I want to suck you But I can't take off my dress Oh good luck to you Good luck, good luck, good luck Good luck to you, good luck, good luck Good luck to you Good luck to you