words fore written now miss
and now i find myself longing for a kiss
from a sexy minx
your hand on my waist, your lips on my neck,
caught in your embrace,
within a headlock...
beer on my lips
a white bishop on my hip,
diagonal beeline, to me
I am a mess
But you like me in this dress..
you know me best
crack me open like a chest
take these family jewels
you know you\'re cruel
When you lay me down
safe and sound
in your headlock