From the moment you said "why haven't you kissed me yet?"
I knew i'd wipe that paint from your lips
I stare the lids off your eyes, gone down on your dirty mind
& end up between you hips
Handfuls of sweat tangled hair, anytime, anywhere
I wanna lick you too much baby
I just play all alone, whispering for your moan
Forced to crawl down this line, just to touch
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