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Paging Doctor Lips, Paging Doctor Lips
You know your patient needs a kiss
But if the nurse ever comes
In and she sees
Me and my tongue
Shaking, quaking your knees
Won't be a Doctor no more
Paging Mrs. Jones
I know that your daughter ain't home
But if she finish early
And walk right in
On us getting dirty
Like the laundry bin
Won't talk to you no more
Turning my pager on
Beeping more than a tow truck put in reverse
Surely ain't nothing wrong
With all these women paging 'cause all them got a craving for me
Calling Professor Fine, Hello?
You know I want to learn all about your behind
But if the dean walk right in
We'll be caught with red hands
And your panty lining
Wrapped up in my underpants
Won't be a teacher no more
Calling Judge collect
Your Honour I'm gonna have to object
My client walked in
With my hand on your book
And now in evidence
Is all the pictures she took
Going to jail for sure
Turning my cell phone on
Ringing more than wedding bells ever could
Maybe there's something wrong
With all these women calling 'cause all of them are falling for me
Watching Madame Lust
You know I don't understand very much
When she's moaning French, Tu es mon prรฉfรฉrรฉ
And I'm catching my breath
Used my face like a park bench, Ne t'arrรชte pas, ne t'arrรชte pas
And put my hands on her breasts
Ain't such a Madame no more
Watching sister Belle
You know this could get you in hell
Cause if you say that Jesus Christ
Died for our sins
Then what we did last night
Gonna kill him again
Won't be a Christian no more
Turning my camera on
What did I ever think would come of this
Surely there's something wrong
With all the film gone to waste on all these women that got a taste of
Film gone to waste on all these women that got a taste of
Film gone to waste on all these women that got a taste of me