Tonight I Will Hold You Tight

Those classic clean curves, those curves of all pure, Those curves that submit to my soul, They hold all of me, my every want, They hook, line and sinker me whole. As well as those curves, there’s the bronze, bend, and bow To the vault of the you that is you, Where time takes a break with a natural perfume, With a naturally oiled hypnotic shampoo. I’m addicted with you, your drug of a scent, You’re my needle, my pill, you’re my light, And tonight I will hold you, pin you down to my bed, Hold you fast, hold you firm, hold you tight.