The best I can do with minimal forethought is:
"He's into superstitions, black holes and voodoo dolls.
I feel a premonition that boy's gonna make me full.
He's into new sensations new kicks in the candle light.
He's got a new ad-dick-tion for every day and night.
He'll make you take your clothes off and go prancing in the rain.
He'll make you edge your pants off then he'll go against your grain
with a pork-sword up your drain. Come On! "
Very, very childish, but somehow chortleful...
