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Facination Spot a song

There is a spot… (“mm…”)
At the base of your neck… (“right there…”)
I must kiss. (“don’t move.”)


There is a spot at the base of your neck that I must kiss (“yeah…”)
I know it will make you groan (“I know it…”)
And the thought of that sound upon your lips ( “that sound…”)
Makes me moan ( “mmh…”)

Our passion is becoming tangible (“so real…”)
It hangs in the air with our words 
I can tell that it’s getting hard to speak ( “hard to breathe…”)
Without examining it at every turn (“every time…”)


And I should back up… ( “should I?”)
but I lean in (“I do…”)
‘Cause when you start shaking (“look at you…”)
I start grinning (“mm…”)

Say it again… (“say it…”)
Don’t swallow it down ( “no…”)
I like the way desire
makes a holy sound 
You should be loud
Make me proud

That fascination spot… yeah, right there ( “right there…”)
Where my mouth turns your breath to prayer ( “mmh…”)
One kiss and you’re gone, you can’t stop (“don’t stop…”)
Touch it and the whole room rocks… ( “oh…”)
That fascination spot 
That fascination spot 


I want you to squeak, to shiver (“for me…”)
To moan and groan ( “yeah…”)
To call out my name in pain (“say my name…”)
Like it’s right… like it’s home ( “that’s it…”)

I want that little loss of control (“give it up…”)
That pretty, shaky fight ( “mm…”)
When your body tells the truth
And your mouth can’t lie ( “can’t lie…”)


Don’t try to be good ( “don’t…”)
Don’t try to be brave (“mmh…”)
Just let it happen ( “let me…”)
Let me watch you cave ( “that’s right…”)

I won’t rush you ( “no…”)
I’ll take my time ( “slow…”)
‘Cause the best kind of trouble
Feels like divine 


That fascination spot… yeah, right there (“right there…”)
Where my mouth turns your breath to prayer ( “mmh…”)
One kiss and you’re gone, you can’t stop (“don’t stop…”)
Touch it and the whole room rocks ( “oh…”)
That fascination spot 


To seek release… to come in peace (“mm…”)
Relax and sleep in my arms 
No more thinking ( “shh…”)
No more words (“just breathe…”)
Just heat… and that slow unwind 

There is a spot at the base of your neck (“I found it…”)
And I know it by heart (“I do…”)
I don’t need permission (“no…”)
I just need… your start (“start…”)

That fascination spot… 
That fascination spot 

There is a spot at the base of your neck… ( “and I won’t miss.”)
Fascination spot.

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