Would you let me? Have a thousand years to make ponderously slow love to you?
I'd just rather we hurry up and get on with it
Why not let me charm you and make proper woo to sweeten your heart to my liking?
I told you before, don't get weird or I'm charging you double
I'd like to search the bittersweet corners of your mind and rewrite them so you realize how much i dearly love you
Whatever you like but I'm not wearing the image of your dead wife for less than a thousand
Would you let me stick a mike up your *** so I hear the throes of your passion wh think o *Understand it's not you, I'll be *thinking of
You should have used just a little more rouge and a tad less foundation here let me fix it Oh dear the image fell apart, it seems that you are not the girl I came here to find