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You, Me, and Everyone We Know - Do It Again ( You're Not Making Me Want To Touch You )

Lyrics :

Tonight will be preceded by

A few drinks to calm me down

To settle my gut, to work up a smile

Because your bones are shakin'

Baby, agitate my nerves

I'm feeling reckless

And I feel the need to stress this

I'm stepping out

And I'll do this till I'm somebody else

Well, tonight I'll be a classic work

Like Edgar Allan Poe

And I'll die on these streets of Baltimore

As a beggar, john, or buyer

Look, I'm just trying to score

But at least I won't be out alone

I'm with my uncle and his mother

And the rest of my family's history

Is with me, shouting, "Have another!"

Now I'm taking all the liberties

I was too scared to before

I've accepted that we're just chemicals

Now bend over and touch the floor

Plan A has got a boyfriend

But she melts to my touch

Plan B has got a crush

As much as she's got a lust

Plan C well, God forgive me

Well, she, she just lives to fuck

I'll just act like I'm not in control

Well I'm feeling reckless

And I feel the need to stress this

I'm stepping out

And I'll take this, drink this, do this, smoke this

Fuck you while we're somebody else

But at least I won't be out alone

I'm with my uncle and his mother

And the rest of my family's history

Is with me, shouting, "Have another!"

Now I'm taking all the liberties

I was too scared to before

I've accepted that we're just chemicals

Now bend over and touch the floor

Shut up and dance

Ms. sings in her sleep

Ms. moves to my beat

What kind of secrets are we keeping tonight?

Because he's not here and he's not waiting up

How about another spin around the floor?

But at least I won't be out alone

I'm with my uncle and his mother

And the rest of my family history

Is with me, shouting, "Have another!"

Be sure I'm slutting it up

'Cause I know love's not enough

And I'll be outside the bar

Hopes for the back of her car

She's got wandering eyes

And much more curious lips

And I'm still betting every dime

She answers as her skirt slides over her hips