A chance of getting closer,
A desire of getting you upper,
A slow rub when you adjust for scope!
You're weakened and,
Am higher
I clutched you
And, you let me in
A sort of doing
That was making it happen
A little brush and,
A little rub
A little hush
And, a little blush
It's all a magical tuning seconds of rush!
A desire of getting you upper,
A slow rub when you adjust for scope!
You're weakened and,
Am higher
I clutched you
And, you let me in
A sort of doing
That was making it happen
A little brush and,
A little rub
A little hush
And, a little blush
It's all a magical tuning seconds of rush!
Comments
Post a Comment