S.O.S.

I can see it
It´s so obvious
So provoking
That I´d call it Lust
Now some people
They were born to fuck
And that´s something
You got
When you hold it
You send out a rush
Definition of promiscuous

Where would everybody be
Without a little one on one
You call out
S.O.S -Baby who´s the next
S.O.S -now who wants some sex
You call out
S.O.S -Got no time to rest
S.O.S- time to Sex on Sex - Sex on Sex

You´re a prowler
Prowling thru the night
Find you´re victims
For your appetite
Go for numbers
You can´t get enough
Never counting them all
Now I wonder
If I took you on
Would you really do me all night long

Where would everybody be
Without a little one on one