You're told to drop your drawers
Over, bend, and to spread your hips
Inside your tender spot,
Not a friend, somethin' slimy, slips
Feels like you're havin' a baby, (baby!)
No baby, but baby, you know it...

You've got that glove-in feelin',
Whoa, that glove-in feelin',
You've got that glove-in feelin',
Proct from Doct-or Shawn..wo-oh-oh-oh

Must be a painful look
In your eyes, and on your face
Seems like eternity, till it's gone
From your private space..
You're just so glad he's emergin', (baby)
But, you no longer feel like a virgin..

Still got that glove-in feelin',
Whoa, that glove-in feelin'
You've got that glove-in feelin'
Proct from Doct..or...Shawn..wo-oh-oh-oh

Tell ya' baby, I was down on my knee-ee-ees for him
Humiliating moments, somber and oh so grim, yeah..
Don't want a glove..a glove...a glove, again soon, anyday
Will take some time before..shame fades away...


Still got that glove-in feelin',
Whoa, that glove-in feelin'
Still got that glove-in feelin'
Proct from Doct-or Shawn..wo-oh-oh-oh