This is posted in an effort to help those who squander away perfectly good time on Google, desperately seeking the lyrics to “I’ve Got a Sex Crush on You” by Peter Ivers. All three of you. How can we still live in a world with such large gaps in information?

I like your mind, your thoughts, your voice
Our brains entwine like fingers
Your ears and eyes and nose and mouth
And every other part of you too
But when it comes down to the crunch

I’ve got a sex crush
I’ve got a sex crush
I’ve got a sex crush
On you

Could be chemistry
Maybe not
Could be destiny
Let’s find out
Couldn’t be soon enough
There’s no doubt
Till I get my arms about you
Cause

I’d love to make sex love to you
I’d love to make love sex to you
I’d love to make sex wet love with you
I’d love to make wet set love with you
I’d love to make love with you
Love to make love with you
Love to make love with you
Love to have lunch with you

I like the way you handle kids
You’re such a kid yourself
You’re here with me when I need you
I don’t need no one else
And when it comes down to the crunch

I’ve got a sex crunch
I’ve got a sex crunch
I’ve got a face crush
I’ve got a leg crush
I’ve got a thought crush
I’ve got a heart crush
I’ve got a head crush
I’ve got a thigh crush
I am a little thrush
I am a starling
I am a chickadee
I am a robin red breast
I am all the birds
They are my children