Mind in the Gutter - Chris Crocker

It’s Chris Crocker

Forgive me father for I have sinned

Theres just something inside of me

That I can’t hold back any longer

Maybe the rumors are true

Maybe I am crazy

I’ve got you thinking all them bad things

I’ve got you reaching for them body parts

I’m about to make you do the walk of shame

You never thought that you would fuck a star

Time is ticking

Hearts are skipping

Ready to blow

Feel like my logic’s missing

Head is spinning

Out of control

You’ve got my body twitching

Thirst is quenching

Ready to go

Crocker’s off his rocker, baby, this is my show

You’ve got my mind in the gutter

When we’re touching on each other

Rolling round under covers

Blowing kisses like we’re lovers

I like the way that you taste

When you’re all up in my face

Bodies touching, minds corrupted

'Cause my mind is in the gutter

Chris Crocker’s on the loose

Are you scared yet?

I hear the freaks come out at midnight

I’ve got you working up an appetite

Now are you sure that you should take a bite

'Cause once you do, then you are mine

Tired of waiting

Blood is racing

Out on patrol

I feel like chasing you to date me

Is a race of its own

You are my property now baby

So come fetch your bone

I’mma Crock ya Sock ya Rock ya, baby

I’m on control

You’ve got my mind in the gutter

When we’re touching on each other

Rolling round under covers

Blowing kisses like we’re lovers

I like the way that you taste

When you’re all up in my face

Bodies touching, minds corrupted

'Cause my mind is in the gutter

You’ve got my mind in the gutter, baby

You’ve got me so damn twisted lately

I’ve lost my life to another, baby

I lost my mind.

Mind in the gutter