Red Hands, Blue Pecker

Obnoxiously perverted
Glued my hand to a fallacy
Pulling up to a stripclub buffet
And I remember hearing
That this was degrading to women
But I never thought about it again

To a pupil of intergender relations
Which every young adult ventures
Investing into at some point
Hoping to strike gold
WIth equilibrium of two adjacent bodies
Im remembering the theory
That this is degrading to women
And each time i finish
I feel a guilt and a disgust
And I cant help but come to the conclusion
That what they say is true after all