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