L.m.l.y.p. (prince/ween) - Ween

[Interpolation of Prince's "Shockadelica" and "Alphabet Street", with extra lyrics by Ween] 

Whooa, yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah 
Yeah yeah yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa, yeah 

<"Shockadelica" section:> 
The lights go out, the smell of doom 
I'll bet is creeping into your lonely room 
The bed's on fire, your fate is sealed 
And you're so tired, and the reason is Camille-mille 
Shockadelica 
The girl must be a witch 
She's got your mind, body, and soul hitched 
Shockadelica 
You need a second opinion 
But she never wears a stitch 
So you can't take her home, she's got you tied with a golden rope 
She won't let you play your guitar 
And when you've cried enough 
Maybe she'll let you up 
For a nasty ride in her Shockadeli-car 
Gonna make you beg! 

Gonna make you beg 
Gonna make you spread your leg 
Gonna want it, gonna get it 
And you'll never regret it 


[unintelligible rap] 

<"Alphabet Street" rap:> 
Talk to me lover, come on tell me what you taste 
Didn't your mama tell you life is to good to waste? 
Didn't she tell you that Lovesexy was the glam of them all? 
If you can hang, you can trip on it 
You surely won't fall 
No side effects and the feeling last forever 
Straight up - it tastes good 
It makes you feel clever 
You kiss your enemies like you know you should 
Then you jerk your body like a horny pony would 
You jerk your body like a horny pony would 
Now run and tell your mama about that! 

Let me lick your pussy, let me lick your cunt 
Let me eat your body, baby, let me make you squeal and grunt 
Let me show you how to please me baby 
Let me show you how to tease me baby 
Baby baby babe get down on your knees 
Let me lick your pussy 
Let me lick your pussy 
Let me lick your pussy