I watch your every move
With never-ending ardour.
So what the hell's the deal
With the restraining order?
Did you know that you keep me awake at night
thinking of lying here holding you tight
I imagine your body and your lips exploring
but knowing my luck you'd be too busy snoring
Roses are straight,
Violets are twisted,
Bend over love,
You're about to get f***ed
I want to feel, your sweet embrace,
But don't take that paper bag off of your face.
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
I see your face, when I am dreaming,
That's why I always wake up screaming.