Sunday, December 5, 2010

Hey little girl is your daddy home, did he go away and leave you all alone?

I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now, baby, is he good to you, can he do to you the things that I do?
I can take you higher

I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull, and cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet, and a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire

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