Haywire

I'm thinking about the images stored in my memory bank
I'm lost inside a paradise, my mind goes all blank
And on the floor a leopard skin, ooh she's all legs and lips
I'm wondering on the kitchen floor where dad was preparing drinks
My hormones have gone haywire
My temperature is right off the gauge
I'm scared my mom will find out what I'm doing
So I quickly turn the page
I'm thinking about the images I had inside my head
There's not much to imagine in that center spread
She looks at me seductively, ooh I feel something new
Steam coming out of my ears, my toes curl inside my shoes
My hormones have gone haywire
My temperature is right off the gauge
I'm scared my mom will find out what I'm doing
So I quickly turn the page
In a covert operation I head towards the shops
I had a fascination that I didn't want to stop
Inside a comic, a magazine, then I walked out of the door
And swiftly made my way home
I'm thinking about the images that I used to enjoy
Those dangerous excursions drew the man out from the boy
The women I encountered there became good friends and stuck
Together in the pages to see the teenage boy thunderstruck
My hormones have gone haywire
My temperature is right off the gauge
I'm scared my mom will find out what I'm doing
So I quickly turn the page
Turn the page
Turn the page