Pleasure Toy Songtext

Let me build a cabin for that ass with this wood
Percolate, percolate, what good is a figure eight
If it doesn't circulate?
Polish off my crystal ball
So I could see the future still with broken walls of water falls
Shit, I like that there
If pleasure was a song, let me write that there

Let me build a cabin for that ass with this wood
Percolate, percolate, what good is a figure eight