Lust Over
Before your parents are home
Its our time alone
Get the kissin’ and touchin’
Something’ gotta go on
As I look into your eyes
I get in the zone
The lips on your body
Getting’ you to moan
Constant ringing
But I don’t wanna answer the phone
There’s a place I wanna take you
That seems to be known
The high pitch tone
Makes me king of the throne
It’s a fantasy world
That we both wanna roam
Copyright © Myron Davis | Year Posted 2007
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