Maxine, Maxine

She's talking back to me I turn the other way I calculated three Hours 'til we'd be ok A lighter went awry Brainstorming turned to white Typewriters in the night I think that we are losing sight You can rest assured That's what they said I'm sick of all those lies That they buried in your head Piss me off tonight You'll get the final word I'll storm out of the room While you give me the bird Baby titillating Drinking down and dirty dating Kiss to copulating, waiting Whiskey dick is so deflating Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking up Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking There's a hole in the sky The pieces don't fit The colors all a mesh Like a reddened cigarette I'm chomping on my nuts And looking at the screen Greet the elevation Looking in a magazine The vacant light is on I think the time is right It ain't against the law To get jiggy on this flight Compressing ligaments Your flesh will turn to wire Burn and come alive Like a phoenix from the fire Airplane made of glass Howling when I flirt The birds about to crash Told her that it wouldn't hurt Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking up Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking I'm pulling on your bra And gasping for some air Look at the ghosts around Let 'em know they're really there Let me read you prose I read between the lines You took off all your clothes While the VHS rewinds You're slick like a snake I'm tough like a bear You stole my gravity Now I'm floating through the air I'm grabbing on your leg And then your inner thigh You push my hand away Tell me I'm a sleazy guy But I buttered up your bread I put you in disguise I took you for meal On the Star Trek Enterprise Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking up Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking up Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking up Maxine, Maxine I feel like breaking