"When I get that feelin' . . ."

I never went to bed, and that sucks, but at least I had my sister's flailing limbs and sleep-TALKING to keep me company. As I lay here, however, I have just finished listening to Marvin Gaye's 'Sexual Healing' and made a discovery. Towards the ending of the song--as it slowly fades out, he blurts "PLEASE don't procrastinate . . . I might have to masturbate." Seriously, Marvin? I mean, I totally get that you were a horn dog, but to express such perversion via song takes it a bit far--even in this sad, twisted era. ¡WEPA!