Love and luxuria combine to make a sublime design,
that shake and stir the senses,
they intertwine and cross the fine line,
of passion and lust,
make you want to go crazy and risk losing trust,
but maybe just maybe we'll all learn some day,
that taking the high road means throwing it all away.

Erogenous zones and promiscuous tones,
Temptation at it's finest,
Sex shouldn't be everything,
but then again,
Who here really believes in love,
besides me?

It's an erotic game played by the nation,
It's full of rewards, risks and stimulation,
some people say it's the best thing they've done,
but others say they regret all the fun.

You should take a look at those who took the fall,
lost it all, after lookin' to score,
dropped who they fucked, told them they sucked,
then went to someone else lookin' for more.

Erogenous zones and promiscuous tones,
Temptation at it's finest,
Sex shouldn't be everything,
but then again,
Who here really believes in love,
besides her and I?

Stand up, speak,
you're not full of shame,
you're the ones who took a chance,
did the dance,
and won the game.

Stand up,
Shout it out loud,
you're the masters of romance,
make it heard and be proud.