It wasn't about the sex
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard
Like skyler, stuck around too long with heisenberg, hit an iceberg/
Convertibles with turbo jets
All the girls wanna have sex
And in love with her, lets have sex
I'm on deck i'm up next
Call me malcolm sex or tyson
I hit your block and we can box for fun
Sweet, okay makes sense
I call heads, but i get sex/
A coward dies a thousand deaths
You would bet on malcolm sex
It malcolm sex in his automobile"
She shift my gears and whispered in my ear
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