Don't Want Another

I've had enough of empty talk
And I am through with fumbling in the dark
Dick makes me sick and I don't want another
Fuck flick
A hard cock isn't hard to find
A good man, on the other hand, is of the rarest kind
These days, tenderness is hard to come by
Dick, Chuck and Larry, come, come, come
Give it another try
'Cause I've had enough of empty talk
And I am through with fumbling in the dark
Dick makes me sick and I don't want another
Fuck flick
Yes I've had enough of empty talk
And I am through with fumbling in the dark
Dick makes me sick and I don't want another
Tell me something, show me something
Anything that's real
Are you lonely, are you sad
Tell me, tell me, tell me what makes you mad
These days, an honest face is more exception than rule
Dick, Chuck and Larry, go, go, go
Find yourselves someplace else to drool
'Cause I've had enough of empty talk
And I am through with fumbling in the dark
Dick makes me sick and I don't want another
Fuck flick
Yes I've had enough of empty talk
And I am through with fumbling in the dark
Dick makes me sick and I don't want another
But how will he see me if love is blind
And if he should free me, would he mind
If I ran away or would he understand
Would he come find me again, let me be the sand
That lies cradled, breathing, in the palm of his hand
'Cause I've had enough of empty talk
And I am through with fumbling in the dark
Dick makes me sick and I don't want another
Fuck flick
Yes I've had enough of empty talk
And I am through with fumbling in the dark
Dick makes me sick and I don't want another
I don't want another, want another, want another
I don't want another, want another, want another
I don't want, want, want, want, want, want, want another
Want another, want another, want another



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