When I want to fuck you
It gets tricky
To keep my mind off
Of your heart’s love
When I want to love you
It gets tricky
To keep my hands off
Of your beautiful skin
Maybe love was meant to be made
By hearts lost in what they call sin
There’s not much left to win
Everything ends the way it begins
Tricks of love and a righteous fuck
As they say, it’s all about luck.
-Al