I don't like our conversations
Cause they're never on film, music or ne-ew art
You just spew insinuations
'Bout my privates, jerk, what I've stuck up my arse

Ev'ry single thing you say is graphic
So concerned with just what turns me on
Don't care what you do with your companions
I don't need to hear about your do-ong

Ev'ry talk we have is sordid
Stop describing to me how and what you-ou've licked
I know you're an active fella
Good for you, but I really don't give a shit

Ev'ry single thing you say is graphic
Endless escapades getting it on
All I want to do is eat my sandwich
Would be nice if your threesome talk sto-o-opped

You really need to shut up
Sick of this e-ev'ry day
That thing you do with broccoli
It's T.M.I., okay?
In so many ways, you're kinky
No body-type you won't bone
I get that some moves are tricky
But can't you leave me alone?

Ev'ry single thing you say is graphic
Like your latest int'rests in hard porn
I don't have an issue with your passion
I'd just rather burrow through the floor
Cause ev'ry single thing you say is graphic
Testing being a sub and a dom
So int'resting that your safeword's "hatchet"
But for my brain's sake, please shut your go-ob

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, ev'ry single thing
Ev'ry friggin' thing
Ev'ry bloody thing
Ev'ry single thing
Ev'ry single, ev'ry single, ev'ry single
Ev'ry single thi-ing you say
Ev'ry friggin' thing you say
Ev'ry bloody thi-ing you say
Ev'ry single thi-ing you say
Must it be-e so gra-aphic?

Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh
Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh
Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh
Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh
Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh
Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh
Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh
Eeh-oh-oh, eeh-oh-oh

Ev'ry single thing
Ev'ry friggin' thi-ing
Ev'ry bloody thing you say is graphic, graphic, graphic
Graphic, graphic, graphic, ow
Eh-oh, yo-oh
Eeh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh