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Feb 12
you call me cute
but it's cute to see you riding me

let's play on the floor
my imagination
it's so humid in here
did you make it like this?
my mind is so messed up right now

I want to walk through the city with you
visit the big sights
and at the end
kiss you under your building
or kiss you in front of your front door

I want to play on the floor
you make me pointier
do you know what that means?
I feel pointier next to you
flirting with you and imagining
me and you
in the city
at the gate of your house
wine and pizza
floor of wonders
me naked
and you even more

I can't tell anyone and neither can you
so stay longer because this jazz is very good
and the bossa nova will be here soon and we'll go to bed
and you'll give it to me

yellowish orange light
I'll tell you but I feel it's forbidden
that's what gets me the most

you make me want to take my clothes off
anywhere
you make me want to feel want

let me paint you
I'll make beautiful art
wherever you are
let me paint you?

let me make a movie
let me make you a movie
close the door and don't mind making noise
if we bother them we'll go to a hotel and pretend our names and birthdays
just to keep it all between us
me and you
your body and my mouth
so give it to me

do you think I'm cute?
cute is watching you **** me off
so let me paint you
give it to me
let me paint you?
mar
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