Boy Crisis - Dressed to Digress lyrics

Fresh to d**h and dressed to digress I'm just a tiger and I'm lookin' for a tigress My guess is that you might bless Me with your holy water just like you were a pope baby You got me hangin' from a rope lady Just like a tire swing, lovin' you is tiring Hold up, let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-breath [heavy breathing] Okay... [Chorus] You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry my children, exit the building Let me love you like you're the sh**, girl You're the sh**, girl You're the sh**, girl You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim team, pa** the string beans Let me love you like you're the sh**, girl You're the sh**, girl You're the sh**, girl I've been to Prague, I've been to Iraq Been to Djbuti and I never came back Where you from? you must be Japanese-Jamaican 'cause ja-panties are ja-makin' me hot and I'm not fakin' I wanna be makin' you scream like a car alarm Your fingers raking me like leaves on an autumn lawn All up in my spaghetti like your parmesan Hold up, let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath [heavy breathing] [Chorus x3]