You can't get romantic on a subway line.
Conductor don't like it, says you're wastin' your time.
But ev'rybody wants some.
I want some too.
Ev'rybody wants some.
Baby, how 'bout you?
I seen a lotta people lookin' for a moonbeam.
Yeah, ya spent a lot. Ya got lost in the jet-stream.
But ev'rybody wants some.
I want some too.
Ev'rybody wants some.
Baby, how 'bout you?
I like the way the line runs up the back of the stockings.
I've always liked those kind of high heels too. You know, I...
No no no no, don't take 'em off, don't take... Leave 'em on, leave 'em on.
Yeah, that's it, a little more to the right, a little more....
Ev'rybody wants some.
I want some too.
Ev'rybody wants some.
Baby, how 'bout you?
Ev'rybody wants some.
Ev'rybody needs some.
Ev'rybody wants some.
Ev'rybody needs some.
THE HAMBURGER IS HOW I KNOW THIS SONG
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Everybody does indeed want some. This song speaks truth about human need for sex. The built in need to add more humans to the planet. It's an instinct that needs to be modified before the planet is over run with people. It's not all that interesting but it does touch on some interesting desires and fetishes. After reading it I feel the need to sex a lady.
Yes this is pure rock and roll in its most basic sense. And I think the world is pretty much over run. and if you even start to sugest "hey maybe people should use birth control" or "maybe kids should be educated about sex and sexuality" or even if you say "Hey maybe we are getting to populous" the screechers start screeching shrilly and all convo stops. So... we will overrun the planet but thankfully, live will go on in the rest of the universe... Except where tryrannical aliens have enslaved their planitary neighbors.
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