Of Montreal
"Plastis Wafer"

Love her face, I'll do you as the
Revolver introduced in my play, act one
Love her face, want to make you ejaculate
Until it's no longer fun

I confess to really being quite charmed
By your feminine effects
You're the only one
With whom I would role play Oedipus Rex

I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know what it's like to be inside you
I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know how it feels
Want to give you that ou ou la la ou la la

Love her face, how your ass is pumping
Sweet licentious songs. love her face
You're a scandal (????) so wrong, wrong

Bless my lips with your Sunlandic kisses.
While our hands explore each other's human vessels
Whoa, you know, like four excited spiders

I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know what it's like to be inside you
I want you to be my pleasure puss
I want to know how it feels
Want to give you that ou ou la la, ou la la.

You gave me such a rush
Make my whole body blush
I don't care if they say you're just my crutch
I know you're not
You're the only good thing I've got

Everything's so much more complicated
Over the phone

You are such a star, oh, you know you are
I just once looked through today(?)
Had the mind to call your name, internally
Through my seventh sense that's hallucinating
Anyway we're artifacts of zero logic (???)

I just came in your arms tonight.
You and I are friends, not some (???)
To be puzzled over, listened
They set my wings so randomly
When you're dead I'll search for you like Orpheus
I'll find you, some way

You are such a star, oh, you know you are
I'll tell you one thing
I know you want my kisses in your narcissistic collapse
Because it's so painful when they amputate the (????)