Sex Obsession

It’s not easy, to approach her
Though she’s finally alone at the bar
Already visualizing the possibilities
Know this won’t get me very far

Just want to strike up, a light conversation
But sex obsession, has other plans
Got to try to, regain control here
Before it all gets out of hand

She seems so fresh, and so spontaneous
I feel so restless got so much to say
If she could tell, what I was thinking
She would turn and run away

Sex obsession, always feel it
Never warns, before it begins
To take me over, under pressure
And get right under my skin

Optimistic, at the entrance of the nightclub
Trying to find ways to jump the queue
Perfumed dolls, lining up for the occasion
To demonstrate their sex addiction too

On the dancefloor, in graphic detail
I see every girl, take turns to service me
I seem no longer, in control here
The obsession has broken free

From an angle, at the afterparty
They all seem to be so tall
So inviting on their way to the ladies
That I’m tempted to follow them all

Early morning, at the bus stop
Trying to get home to clear my head
But the schoolgirls are so impatient
To follow me into my bed

Sex obsession, always feel it
Never warns, before it begins
To take me over, under pressure
And get right under my skin

Clammy handed, at the clinic
Nurse looks stern, externally
But she’s a restless nymphomaniac
Who’s wearing nothing underneath

Sometimes I think it’s, just an illness
Makes me worry, kills the fun
Doctor I’m suffering, from sex obsession
But could I be the only one?

Is there a name for this condition
In the medical dictionary?
I need to find an, explanation
To release the responsibility

Sex obsession, it’s like a graveyard
Of missed opportunities
Turns me into a spectator
And just feeds my fantasy

Sex obsession, always feel it
Never warns, before it begins
To take me over, under pressure
And get right under my skin