You've been counting all the days off
Of your calendar for weeks now
You can't wait for Saturday 'cause
That's the night that it all goes down
From seven fourth- five to seven forty-eight pm in particular
'Cause that is when I will give you what you need

Three minutes of ecstasy several nights a month
You just tell me baby if that is too much
When my stuff is in your stuff
Our souls become entwined
For one hundred eighty-one seconds
My sex has blown your mind

(Oh my God you're so welcome)

Go ahead and call all your girlfriends
And give them the details of how it went down, uhh
I know you can't wait, to brag to all of them
About how I took your ass to Wangtown
I'll get my captain's hat, put on my floaties
And we'll set for sexy seas, for at least

Three minutes of ecstasy
Any more and this house would burn
That's why I don't last longer
Your safety is my main concern
If you haven't finished
Well baby that's just fine

You know that I'm here for you
Oh shit, look at the time

(I have to go to the pudding store, for pudding, adieu)

One-one thousand, two one thousand
Three one thousand, four one thousand
Five one thousand, six one thousand
Seven one thousand, eight one thousand
Nine one thousand, ten one thousand
Eleven one thousand, twelve one thousand
Thirteen one thousand, fourteen one thousand
Fifteenth one thousand, sixteen one thousand

Maybe it's starting to sink in, just how long three minutes really is
Let's skip to the end
One hundred seventy-nine one thousand, one hundred eighty-one one thousand hu-ahh
(Snore), gah

Three minutes of ecstasy
Several nights a month
But not more than four times a month
That would be ridiculous

I'm sure I left you happy
But in case that's not enough
Here's a copy of my headshot
And a drawing of my nuts
A drawing of my nuts
A drawing of my nuts
A drawing of my nuts