Seems like the moon is full

And yet its only noon 

A sweet familiar taste 

Consumes me back to you 

Back to you 

I'm being taunted 

Constantly tested 

Skin and flesh are power invested 

(It's all about sex) 

Prehistoric intellectuals 

(It's all about sex) 

Cover up and hide the animal 

Loss of control and I feel it 

Starting to sweat, I will I won't 

Every inch of my skin giving orders 

Attack, I will, I will 

I want my sex in a jar 

I'll take it wherever I go 

I want my sex in a jar 

I need it wherever I go 

God has created man 

Beyond her wildest dreams 

A bad machine will not admit 

That he's a bad machine 

A life's obsession in evil attire 

I oughta touch you and burn in the fire 

(It's all about sex) 

Prehistoric Intellectuals 

(It's all about sex) 

Covered and hide the animal 

Everybody got the animal 

Everybody got the animal 

I want it, I need it 

Saturday night is everyday 

All day, All day