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Sex Addict Video (MV)




Performed By: Beach Dad Chad
Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: Adam MacMillan, Kevin Hatcher




Beach Dad Chad - Sex Addict Lyrics




I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
The porn's free so I fap constantly and I'm
Lookin' out the window with an overactive D
I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
I feel sick, like I'm fiendin' for a hit, sliding
Into D-Ms askin' for some feet pics

It's day one of the quarantine
Hit the grocery store for some kerosene
Chicken wings, rice and two bags of beans
Bombay gin and Cosmo Magazine
I'm standin' back, six feet in-between
Got an N95 mask, hoodie and jeans
It's no contact, karate hands up proper
In case I gotta slap an irresponsible shopper
Fools hoardin' dookie-wipes, man it's so ridiculous
Then I realized I better figure in my dick with this
Grab a couple bottles of that lotion for my body
And if I run through that, my 3 in 1 shampoo has got me
And if I run through that, I'll use the soap up in the kitchen
And if I run through that, It's olive oil and some linen
And if I run through that, I guess I'll have to dry-bate
Remember slow and steady, or my dick disintegrates
A grim scenario, but it won't happen
Sure it won't be long before I'm back to booty clappin'
Return home, checkin' out the news briefing
Wonderin' why Pelosi's pantsuit's got me tweaking

I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
The porn's free so I fap constantly and I'm
Lookin' out the window with an overactive D
I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
I feel sick, like I'm fiendin' for a hit, sliding
Into D-Ms askin' for some feet pics

It's week four of the quarantine
Supplies stockpiled, but no sign of jeans
And by that I mean no pants at all
Just me and my laptop and alcohol
See I had a routine, paced out my jerks
But it escelated quick cause I'm laid off work
Then realized nudes just left me soft
So I turned my spank bank into a red room loft
First kicked it up a notch, to the step-fam vids
But I blew through that in a two day binge
Thought I was doing fine up until week three
When these motherf@#ers made Pornhub free!
I'm confident I've seen all porn to date
And my elbows bend like a rusty gate
So I hit Google with the paraphelia search
And I went too deep, now I need the church.
I'd love to bang a clown, in the back of a Chevy with
George Bush watchin' and my jizz is confetti
My Mind's gone and I'm hungry for a snack
Gettin' stiff looking at my jacket on the coatrack
I'm an addict

I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
The porn's free so I fap constantly and I'm
Lookin' out the window with an overactive D
I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
I feel sick, like I'm fiendin' for a hit, sliding
Into D-Ms askin' for some feet pics
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I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
The porn's free so I fap constantly and I'm
Lookin' out the window with an overactive D
I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
I feel sick, like I'm fiendin' for a hit, sliding
Into D-Ms askin' for some feet pics

It's day one of the quarantine
Hit the grocery store for some kerosene
Chicken wings, rice and two bags of beans
Bombay gin and Cosmo Magazine
I'm standin' back, six feet in-between
Got an N95 mask, hoodie and jeans
It's no contact, karate hands up proper
In case I gotta slap an irresponsible shopper
Fools hoardin' dookie-wipes, man it's so ridiculous
Then I realized I better figure in my dick with this
Grab a couple bottles of that lotion for my body
And if I run through that, my 3 in 1 shampoo has got me
And if I run through that, I'll use the soap up in the kitchen
And if I run through that, It's olive oil and some linen
And if I run through that, I guess I'll have to dry-bate
Remember slow and steady, or my dick disintegrates
A grim scenario, but it won't happen
Sure it won't be long before I'm back to booty clappin'
Return home, checkin' out the news briefing
Wonderin' why Pelosi's pantsuit's got me tweaking

I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
The porn's free so I fap constantly and I'm
Lookin' out the window with an overactive D
I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
I feel sick, like I'm fiendin' for a hit, sliding
Into D-Ms askin' for some feet pics

It's week four of the quarantine
Supplies stockpiled, but no sign of jeans
And by that I mean no pants at all
Just me and my laptop and alcohol
See I had a routine, paced out my jerks
But it escelated quick cause I'm laid off work
Then realized nudes just left me soft
So I turned my spank bank into a red room loft
First kicked it up a notch, to the step-fam vids
But I blew through that in a two day binge
Thought I was doing fine up until week three
When these motherf@#ers made Pornhub free!
I'm confident I've seen all porn to date
And my elbows bend like a rusty gate
So I hit Google with the paraphelia search
And I went too deep, now I need the church.
I'd love to bang a clown, in the back of a Chevy with
George Bush watchin' and my jizz is confetti
My Mind's gone and I'm hungry for a snack
Gettin' stiff looking at my jacket on the coatrack
I'm an addict

I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
The porn's free so I fap constantly and I'm
Lookin' out the window with an overactive D
I got a feeling I'm a sex addict
This quarantines got me thinkin' I'm a sex addict
I feel sick, like I'm fiendin' for a hit, sliding
Into D-Ms askin' for some feet pics
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Writer: Adam MacMillan, Kevin Hatcher
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