Screeching Weasel - Too Worked Up Lyrics
each night i see her there. the window shows herthere. but she said it's all-right if i watch her everynight as she lays down and goes to work whilei hope for a glimpse of what she will not let mehave between her thighs. puts on a show for me;a movie just for me. she says "look but don't touch"but she's asking too much. if she'd just let me walkacross the street i'd finally get more than a peek atwhat's there in between her thighs. she's movingfaster now; i'm moving faster now. thoughts aboutmy face inside her thighs' embrace are dancing inmy brain. i get worked up, i get too worked upwanting, needing what's there between her thighs.