Autoerotic Lyrics

Straight Outta Junior High Autoerotic

Sick of playing this game
Seven fake numbers one fake name
Always pretending I’ll never win
How did this come about?
Frustrated each time that I go out
But it’s all ending I’ve found a friend
I know that this one will last
I get what I want no strings attached
No buying dinner No awkwardness
I get to pick who I want
If they’re not perfect I move on
I’ve got the power I’m in command
I’ve been infected
By good selection
I’ve got my credit card
And now it’s time to
Sign on the x for 3-way sex
With super models
A clear connection
Brought by rejection
It’s autoerotic
I’m doing fine Don’t need to go outside
I’m A-OK wasting DNA
I don’t need you I don’t need any
One world in my hands I am the man
Who gets his kicks
From dirty chicks
I’ve got my credit card
And now it’s time to