Someone told me you can't have sex in space because there's no friction.
No friction in space? Au contraire!
There's lots of great friction out there,
but if your depravity
depends upon <gravity>,
there's not a whole lot there to spare.
I use a great big rubber band
if bump and grind's what I have planned.
I get 'em real strong,
they last all night long,
I tell ya, they're in big demand.
Snugly wrap the big band 'round your butt
and your honey's, get ready to strut
in time to the dance
of spatial romance,
but do not, the hull plates, headbutt.
And if you start turning, resist!
I know it's fun, but I insist.
will wither his horse
when, finally, you start to untwist.
It's verified, there's no refutin'
of forces involved, no disputin'.
Our fun in the raw
is due to First Law
of Motion by Sir Issac Newton.
But if you want really hot sex,
and like things that just may perplex,
join Schroedinger, Bohr
Heisenburg, and more,
Experience quantum effects!
And, dearest, before you have slept on
board the ship we know you crept on
to in the night,
it seems only right
if quantumly, you would be lepton.
I got a big hadron for you, babe. I feel a strong
interaction coming on.