Have you ever had sex at a funeral? Sixty feet from the man six under I couldn't think of any place less doable Unless you count last week at your mother's Oh, I'll go on about it 'Cause you're living in the shade and I think you need a break So would you come have sex at the funeral? As a toast to the man down under Low speed Tell me that you're tryna move slowly Tryna knock boots without a nosebleed Tryna make it planned for the weekend, weekend Do I come across boldly? Tryna get it on while we get groceries Tryna take turns in the front seat Tell me can you swim in the deep end, deep end Slow, let it out Mess around Get on down Syncopated Let it out Go to town Almost drowned Consummated Have you ever had sex at a funeral? Sixty feet from the man six under I couldn't think of any place less doable Unless you count last week at your mother's Oh, I'll go on about it 'Cause you're living in the shade and I think you need a break So would you come have sex at the funeral? As a toast to the man down under Two feet Try to stay grounded so you dig deep Feels like I'm drowning while your hips beat Tell me will we last till the weekend, weekend? Think I woke the beast fully Couldn't catch a break if I was Humpty Excellent form in the front seat Nothing but a breeze in the deep end, the deep end Slow, let it out Mess around Get on down Syncopated Let it out Go to town Almost drowned Consummated Have you ever had sex at a funeral? Sixty feet from the man six under I couldn't think of any place less doable Unless you count last week at your mother's Oh, I'll go on about it 'Cause you're living in the shade and I think you need a break So would you come have sex at the funeral? As a toast to the man down under