You’re six-foot two, a pure angelnThe skulking butler for pornonThis cherub wants you blindfold, prostratenLatex wonder-brannHe’s got a burning ambitionnHe’ll give you the ammunitionnUnder some paper-thin guisenFlattered into living sunlightnnHead in the cloudsnFeels like a starnSwimming with pin-upsnWant to be where you are (x2)nnThe guys just want to get loadednBetween the pages of “Loaded” nThe guys just want to get bynThe guys just want to get bynnThe guys just want to get loadednPretend their not homophobicnPretend there isn’t a stylenMake out the scene for milesnnHead in the cloudsnFeels like a starnSwimming with pin-upsnWant to be where you are (x2)nnAnd he sighs, “Won’t wanna know your name.”nHands and lips on loannAnd he sighs, “Won’t want to know your name.”nWear his skin and glow (glove)nnChorus (x4)n