Too Repressed Songtext
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I want to fuck you
But I′m too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can't take off my dress
I want to fuck you
But I′m too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can't take off my dress
Oh, good luck to you

I met those boys from a bluegrass band
At a bluegrass jam out in no-mans land
They played so sweet and they sang so high
When they turned up the heat, I just had to cry
They were six in all and they stood so tall
Dressed in Sunday best, I could take no rest


I want to fuck you
But I'm too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can′t take off my dress
I want to fuck you
But I′m too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can't take off my dress
Oh, good luck to you

Well, if I was single, well, you know what I′d do
I'd go to the boy with his eyes so blue
I′d kiss his cheek and the fun would begin
My knees would go weak when he'd pull me in
And I′d take him back to my hotel bed
We'd go all night 'til he kills me dead

I want to fuck you
But I′m too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can′t take off my dress
I want to fuck you
But I'm too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can′t take off my dress
Oh, good luck to you


Oh, you named your band after a horse to ride
I wanna ride you, take you inside me
I'm still stuck with these all night blues
You made me an offer that I can′t refuse
He said come back to Virginia we'll make love all night
′Til the sun comes up
Oh, I'll treat you right
Oh, I'll treat you right

I want to fuck you
But I′m too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can′t take off my, can't take off my dress
I want to fuck you
But I′m too repressed
I want to suck you
But I can't take off my dress
Oh, good luck to you

Good luck, good luck, good luck (too repressed can′t take off my dress)
Good luck to you (too repressed can't take off my dress)
Good luck, good luck, good luck to you
(Too repressed, can′t take off my dress)
Good luck to you (too repressed, can't take off my dress)