Come into my house, take off your shoes, I'll get into something comfortable, and turn on some blues, slip off your shirt, I'm sending you clues, baby sweet, I wanna get next to you. Come into my house, and relax your mind, We are alone, and baby you are fine, smile if you like me, applaud if you're having a good time, get a glass, and I'll pour some wine. Come into the my house, I wanna get next to you, you like me sweetie. . .? Then show me you do. Put your hand on my thigh, and look me eye, whisper sweet nothings, c'mon, give it a try. I'll smile sweetly, and lick my lips, put my hand on your leg, and wrap your arms around my hips. . . Hollar if you hear me, moan if you feel me, tell me loudly, that you want to be near me, we'll be tipsy, and laugh, while you do what you do, hollar if you hear me, I want to get next to you.
Reason for writing:
uh huh, that's what I said. . . You dig?
Birth sign: Aquarius
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