Filthy Design

You know it turns,
It turns my stomach just to watch,
And though it hurts,
Restrain myself from taking part,
As every nerve,
Dulls and dies away,
For what it’s worth,
Your love’s so hard to gain.
Why don’t you come in my???
Why don’t you come in my???
Why don’t you come in my???
Why don’t you come in my???
You’re just so dirty,
You’re just so dirty,