Liz Isenberg
Boys to Kills
Who is this?No, try againWho is this?No, try againHe took old memories and old moves toAnd slipped across my mouthTo get the button off my pantsFunny how things end upFunny how things end upHe keeps eggs in his pocket and cracks them on my kneesHe must love to come back to visitGets the cardMelt to the wall across my bedTry againTry againThis one's for youThis one's for youI'm in love with all the boysAnd all the boys with lips to keep and hips to hold
From Letras Mania