Sexual
Its a feeling i
ts a healing
Its Sexual
Its a love
But sometimes its not enough
Its a pain
Its a strain
And something thtat doesnt get complaints
Its a tease
Its a please
Its a chocolate strawberry dipped in whipped creme
Its that feeling when we're home alone
And i spread my wings
And you make me scream
Its you wondering if i can sty in control
And how far back would my eyes role
Well I'll tell you
Its based on the sensation
And the tempatation
Baby:
Its SEXUAL!!!!!!!
Copyright © Jayne Miles | Year Posted 2006
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