I am in the [bad word] Mastur Bator
Tell me where to fly I’m your ace aviator
Look at the sea at those waves of red heat
One million hearts pounding lust at every beat

Mastur [bad word] of the night
Mastur Bator, in the garden of delight

We are the wolves out to conquer prey
We are pilots on leave with orders to play
We like it wicked making love beyond measure
Excess in every way overdose on naughty pleasure

Admire my weapon a missile filled with cream
Battleground baby I’ll fight you till you scream

God of love, Mastur Bator is your name
Mastur Bator, let me love without shame