"TORONTO SHORDIE" lyrics

Carnal touching without love
Without blessings from the church
Somehow
You make me feel like a virgin
Heart's been in a drought for months
But you give me biblical floods
Somehow
You make me feel like a virgin

He's got his hand on my neck, playing with death
Taking my breath away
Like it's Six Flags with a 6 man
We got big glass, we got six bags, we got zig zags
With that Vancouver
Time don't touch me like I'm Mona Lisa
Time don't touch me, I got good genes, yuh
Too hot, too quick, didn't take the jeans off
He got rug burn dick, we were playing seesaw
Good love is pain, he's infatuated
So he's up again and I love it
And I'm not sure what love is
But I love it anyway
And the house is up in flames
But I'm running in
I don't really got no friends except for
Who I'm fuckin', yuh, yuh
Sex pacifies my pain
It pacifies

Carnal touching without love
Without blessings from the church
Somehow
You make me feel like a virgin
Heart's been a drought for months
But you give me biblical floods
Somehow
You make me feel like a virgin

The way you look at me is like my momma made me at Mattel
Way you look at me is like a lion looks at a gazelle
Way you look at me is like you feel the blood start to swell
Like Barack look at Michelle, like Brady looked at Gisele

Way you look at me is Tyson Fury lookin' at a belt
Way you look at me is me in JEANS lookin' at Miguel
Or lookin' at myself
When you hit it from the back second we got to the telly
Telly, telly, telly, telly, telly, aye, aye
Can you make it rain at the telly?
Telly, telly, telly, telly, aye, aye, aye, aye