fortsättning gammal grej jag glömde

I wanna lock you in a basement but in that basement
You would also be my personal trainer
(I want your abs!)
Break into your mom's house, collect your baby teeth
And turn them into my new retainer
(I want your smile!)

Cook your spit into a chowder
Dry your sweat into a powder
And do lines of you all through the night

Cause I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm
Feelin' kinda naughty—
Take measurements of your body
Then go up to a surgeon
Make my body like your body
Like that film with Liberace—
'Cause I'm feelin' kinda naughty tonight