Blues Song Songtext

Blond hair falling on his cheek a jacket to fit my every need his lips of cherry wine may they walk all over me I love the crazy walks we take to hide from them who see and I'm wrapped around his knee his eyes are all over me when I brush against his skin it's time to watch us dancing in between the tables at a bar he's sly he's suave he's just the cutest thing I put my hands on him again in his jazzy boxer shorts he says 'is it time that you and I get dressed?' I want to keep him naked and to myself sit inside my hands you're my prisoner now and I'm wrapped around his knee his eyes all over me when I brush against his skin it's time to watch us dancing in between the tables at a bar he's sly he's suave he's jus the cutest thing I'll put hands on him again

Blond hair falling on his cheek a jacket to fit my every need his lips of cherry wine may they walk all over me I love the crazy walks we take to hide from them who see and I'm wrapped around his knee his eyes are all over me when I brush against his skin it's time to watch us dancing in between the tables at a bar he's sly he's suave he's just the cutest thing I put my hands on him.