[Amy]
Now enjoy this special time
All alone, it's so sublime
Oh, it’s good, oh, it's good
Oh, it's good
I’m a mess about to break
Where's my man who rubs the ache?
He's so good, he's so good
He's so good

Well, at least I have a friend
With the jet-black hair
Oh, it's good to have a friend
With the jet-black hair

Can there be pleasure in the desert
Where no man shall roam?
Pleasure in the desert
And so far from home?
Pleasure in the desert
Is so hard to find
Till I'm comin', I’m comin’ home in my mind
Till I'm comin’, I'm comin' home in my mind

Oooh, ooh, mm, mm...
I can't lose, or feel that shame
All alone; one-player game
Feels so good, feels so good
Feels so good
’Cause you know sex begins with one
Adding more is extra (extra fun!)
Oh, I'm bad, bad, bad
Still there's men, I mean the men
With the jet-black hair
With their beards, that look so soft
But rough enough to get you there!

And suddenly, there is pleasure in the desert
Where the good boys roam
Treasure in the desert;
Almost feels like home
Leisure in the desert;
I'll at last unwind

Soon I'm comin'
I'm comin' home in my mind
Soon I'm comin'
I'm comin' home in my mind

But man, this pleasure in the desert
Brings this sort of guilt
Still no pleasure in the desert
Makes a flower wilt
It's displeasure in the desert
And it's such a bind
Wish I was comin', comin' home...

But back to pleasure in the desert
Where the good boys roam
Treasure in the desert;
Almost feels like home
Leisure in the desert;
I'll at last unwind
Oh, I'm comin', I'm comin' home in my mind
Oh, I'm comin', I'm comin' home in my mind
Oh, I'm comin', I'm comin' home
In my mind