Lady I dont have a lot of money Im stackin. My pleasure is a little more than average so I wont say Im packin. I wont hate on your ex tho we both know hes slackin. But when you get off work Im the one to massage your back and, Put on a movie or two. My heart will be set on whatever feels groovy to you. Ive been thru sad songs but wont act Blue-zy to you. No roller coasters; stability is my claim to fame. My heart pounds loud soo much that the neighbors know my name. Persistant when I set my sights and baby youre my aim. But I wont hound you. Just wanna put my arms around you. I gotta couple of positions thats sure to astound you. Like when you lay your tired head on my chest and listen to my heart pound boo. They say love starts but is bound to finish. But Ill work 9 to 5 so it wont deminish. My heart has been scarred but its only a blemish. I already have an apartment in Mid-town. I know youre tired of being amid clowns. Your ex was tryin to be hard so he hid sounds, Of baby I already cooked on your voicemail. Or I made reservations and everything on the menue is your choice mail. My car is an early model but you make it feel like a Rolls Royce mail. So lets ride out. To my Honey Comb hide out. Wear that short skirt and let your thighs out. I brought my hard hat and workboots intent on making you let those sighs out. And if love has you down; Ill make you let those last cries out. ANDREW
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 07:12:14 +0000
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