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