That's Love
“That’s Love” [2008]
Press your hips to me,
Press your fantasy,
Let your hands become,
Welcomed company.
Send your perfumed hair,
Flying everywhere,
Touch the hard of me,
Push that ecstasy.
That’s love.
That’s love.
Oh, with lips divine,
Press them onto mine,
Let your eyes reveal,
That what’s yours is mine.
I can see that you’re,
Built for making sure,
Ev’ry part of thee,
Pushes that ecstasy.
Oh, love.
Sweet love.
Pull it close to me,
Swing it recklessly,
Press your luck with me,
Push that ecstasy.
Your pudding I approve,
How you make it move,
Press it all to me,
Push that ecstasy.
That’s love!
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