A Dick With a Glove
Very loosely based on Robert Palmer’s song Addicted To Love – I understand the lyric is often mis-quoted hence the title.
The lights are on, were both at home
Your todger has a mind of its own
Our hearts beat, our bodies quake
Making love is what it takes
We start to moan, we start to grind
Sex is always on your mind
There’s no doubt your in deep
With all this sex we never sleep
Another kiss is all you need
Ooh ohhh
You always wear your rubber glove – oh yeah
Cos we’re not ready to have a baby to love
Guess it’s always safer to stick your dick in a glove
You see the signs when we do the deed
But still you ride me like steed
You're going at it double time
Honey you've got a one-track mind
There's no hope you can't be saved
Sexual oblivion is all you crave
Nymphomania is nothing new
But honey it sure thrives in you
Whoa I'm not immune to your stuff oh yeah
Lets face it baby I can't get enough
I might as well face it I'm addicted to your love.
Written by Jan Allison & Darren Watson
21st June 2014
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