My [bad word] And when it does
It's a crazy kind of
Selective affection
My love flows like a wise guy's tie
In the zaniest of directions
My love protection, my love erection
You better get some of my affection
My love can be bigger than
The Hoover Dam
My love can hide behind
grain of sand
My love for life is fueled by the love for my band
I love his mother and
The silly mixed up man
Some people think he's bad
They say he doesn't laugh
And ask my dad

My love is death to [bad word] My love is the deepest depth, the ocean blues
My love is the Zulu groove
My love is the coop-a-loop move
My love is lightning's blues
My love is the [bad word] juice
My love can't be refused
My love is gettin' my food
My love, my love

My love began from love
My love for an unknown [bad word] bum
My love for the baby suckin' on his thumb
My love for a fresh set of buns
My love for the feel of the [bad word] My love for a bunch of knuckleheads
My love for the sweet smell of bread
My love for the legs that I spread
My love for the fat natty dread
My love, my love

My love is my toes in the sand
My love is my [bad word] in my head
My love is my toes in the sand
My love is my [bad word] in my head