other girls have tried and failed to make me feel like you do. they scream and moan and wail, they work that sexual voodoo. my right hand. they will tell you it's good, but i will tell you it's a lie. that's why this song goes out...it goes out to my right hand. the girl i'm with right now, she's as pretty as can be. but she doesn't know, just what it takes to please me. why can't she realize, when i can't get a rise. it's not between her thighs, that i wish to reside. my right hand. even though i know you can't please me 24 hours a day. you are so much better than getting laid. i would rather do you rather than being gay.