Lyrics
taste it on my tongue
taste it on my tongue
had my collar wringing wet
I ve got a lust ignited fever, a masterpiece of grace
Love you little baby like a machine gun, my heart is pounding like a big bass drum
Taste it on my tongue, you had a languid disposition Isley, i could not speak a word
taste it on my tongue
My heart is pounding like a big bass drum, taste it on my tongue, you had a languid disposition
and i felt so disturbed
I ve got a lust ignited fever, lie down on their backs
Every time you call my name, i felt so at ease, and i m not your welcome mat
And i felt so disturbed, and i can t put out the flame The, lick it off my fingers
A masterpiece of grace, lie down on their backs
My tongue was tied in giant knots, and animated work of art, every time you call my name
my heart is pounding like a big bass drum
Burnbut i m not finished yet, at the way my nerve ends tingle
Love you little baby like a machine gun, love you little baby like a machine gun
had me harder than a coal train
Lick it off my fingers, and i felt so disturbed
To be ridden at your leisure, i ve got a lust ignited fever
A machine gun, the heat inside my veins
Every time you call my name, my heart is pounding like a big bass drum
At the feeling rushing through me, taste it on my tongue, at the way my nerve ends tingle
I had an willingness to please, i could not speak a word, and be taken off like hats
You had a languid disposition, my heart is pounding like a big bass drum
i ve got a lust ignited fever
Lie down on their backs, and i can t put out the flame, and your candy apple red lips
At the way my nerve ends tingle, i could not speak a word
For the flesh of weaker lovers, to be ridden at your leisure, at the feeling rushing through me
full of violets and sex
at the feeling rushing through me