No Tan Lines - Pavement

Deviances anticipated

Triple-X or at least R-rated

San Tropez, the middle of May

There’s no tan lines tonight

No tan lines tonight,

But trench it, rev it

It’s time to share spit

In the sauna, we’ll become close

With ya, oh yeah!

Princess with a cold killer instinct

Winked at me from across the ice rink

Pleather uppers soft for the spins

But she gives it away without a rest

Language buried her in the motherland

Language barrier in the Pathan grain

Yeah, oh yeah!

You will be my candy striper

Junior Leaguer, bedpan wiper

Convalescent enema essence

I live to be gray, I live to be gray!