You'd think by now I'd have learnt my lesson,
I've always found my teachers depressing.
Before I know it she's on her knees,
And I'm on mine, begging her 'stop this, please!'
You're round here again,
But I don't think you ask for much.
Obviously cold,
Obviously cold.
We got caught up in a situation,
Her lips squeezed tihgt, she k**s the conversation.
Wouldn't you know it, she's co*ked her knees,
Take off that dress and hand it to me.
You're on your back again,
But I don't think you're deep enough.
Obviously cold,
Obviously cold.
Stop, don't stop
Stop, don't stop