Sangtekst: Lou Reed. Sex With Your Parents (Motherfucker) Part II.

I was thinking of things that I hate to do
Sex with your parents
Things you do to me that I do to you, baby
Sex with your parents

Something ugly and fatter than Rush Rambo
Something more disgusting than Robert Dole
Something pink climbs out of a hole
There it was, sex with your parents

I was getting so sick of this right wing shit
These ugly old man scared of young tit and dick
So I try to think of something that made me sick
There it was, sex with your parents

Now these old fucks can bend it all they want
You can't smoke this, you can't snort that
You can't like this and you can't inhale that
With me baby, I got statistics, I got statistic and I got stats
These guys have been to bed with their parents

Now I know you're all shocked, hang and have a brew
If you think about it for a minute you know that it's true
They're ashamed and repelled, they don't know what to do
They've had sex with their parents

When they looked into their lovers eyes they saw mom
In the name of the family values we must say whose family
In the name of the family values we must say, hey senator

Oh, senators you polish a turd
Here in the big city we got a word
For those who would bed their beloved big bird
Make a mockery of our freedom
Without even using a condom, without even saying no
Oh God, we got a name for people like that
It's, hey motherfucker

Sex with your parents
Sex with your parents
Sex with your parents
Sex with your parents
Sex with your parents

Sex with your parents