The Absolute Thrill

[Upbeat, driving pop-punk guitar riff.] [Verse 1] The house is quiet, the door is locked tight, Got a brand new model, gonna go all night. Got my fluids all thinned out, my palette is wet, This is the best satisfaction a guy can get. Starting with the fleshtones, it's a delicate art, Gotta get a good handle on my favorite part... [Chorus] Oh, the absolute thrill of rimming... ...the base! A feeling so good, time and space are erased! I love getting ink deep in every last crack, And finishing the job on this huge Ork's bare back! *HEY! HEY! HEY!* On this huge Ork's bare back! *Oh Yeah* [Verse 2] Some like it messy, a real sloppy scene, But I need it perfect, meticulous and clean. Gotta get that fine point, you know what I do, A little quick lick of the tip, just between me and you. Makes the bristles so sharp, the control is insane, This is the greatest feeling that I can't explain! [Chorus] Oh, the absolute thrill of rimming... ...the base! A feeling so good, time and space are erased! I love getting ink deep in every last crack, And finishing the job on this huge Ork's bare back! *HEY! HEY! HEY!* On this huge Ork's bare back! *Oh Yeah* [Bridge] [Spoken] Yeah, I'm edging so hard that my vision gets blurry, Gotta hold my breath tight, I can't be in a hurry. Just a few more fine strokes and a good glossy coat... It's so good that I have to just stand here and gloat. [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Oh, the absolute thrill of rimming... ...the base! A feeling so good, time and space are erased! I love getting ink deep in every last crack, And finishing the job on this huge Ork's bare back! *HEY! HEY! HEY!* On this huge Ork's bare back! *Oh Yeah* [Outro] [Spoken] Yeah... done. Gotta let it dry for a few hours. Man, that's a good-lookin' pucker. [End]