Sometymes Why - Too Repressed - Explicit lyrics

I wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
I wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
So good luck to you

I met those boys from the bluegrass band
Had a bluegrass jam out in no man's land
They played so sweet and they sang so high
When they turned up the heat
I just had to cry
They were sticks and all and

They stood so tall dressed in Sunday best
I could take no rest
I wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
I wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
So good luck to you

Wеll if I were single wеll
You know what I’d do
I’d go to the boy with his eyes so blue
Kiss his cheek and the fun would begin
My knees would go weak and 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 wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
I wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
So good luck to you

Oh you named your band after a horse to ride
I wanna ride you, take you inside me
I'm still stuck with these all night blues
You made me an offer that I can't refuse
You said "Come back to Virginia
We'll make love all night
‘till the sun comes up oh
I'll treat you right
You know I'll treat you right"

I wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
I wanna fuck you, but I’m too repressed
I wanna suck you
But, I can’t take off my dress
So good luck to you