Boondox
Prophet
She feels me up then she kicks me downChews her gum while humming a songHas me for dinner in her dressing gownStark naked underneath I amFeebly struggling and played alongI should get out but her hips are strongI try to peek out of my blindfoldCuffed, gagged and cheaply soldBut I know something that she'll pay to keepA secret, we let ourselves back in the gameAnd so the dance goes on in a dirty styleWe can provide no rest for the weary eyeIt's far too late to apologizeAnd if you care to dance, not a chanceStand in lineWait up for miss Swedish PieWill I join her foul pigstyof broken men trying to prophesyher next move? While we can't move;Stand in lineHow many men have you done this to?I suspect that we are quite a fewSweet-talk us and bump us aroundLetras de cancionesBury us under miles of moundBut I know something that you'll pay to keepA secret, but I can't get any leverageAnd so the dance goes on in a dirty styleWe can provide no rest for the weary eyeIt's far too late to apologizeAnd if you care to dance, not a chanceStand in lineWait up for miss Swedish PieWill I join her foul pigstyof broken men trying to prophesyher next move? While we can't move;Stand in line
From Letras Mania