Close - Tonedeff

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah — Ya give it to me now

Just Just Just a little bit closer (uh!)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah — Ya give it to me now

Just Just Just a little bit closer (uh!)

I wanna blow your mind, I wanna hold you close

(Tonight, Tonight, Tonight) I wanna squeeze ya

I wanna tell you I love ya!

Cross my heart

(Tonight you’re mine, you’re mine, yeah)

I wanna tell you to move that ridiculous ass up over my way

Don’t want you to drive home in the rain, babe and I’m hoping you’ll stay

Now, don’t be ashamed.

I’ve seen you in every state of undress

And it doesn’t matter to me if your make-up's a mess

You can stay in the dress that you came in, no stress

Yes!

Don’t bother to shower cause I’m as depraved as it gets, I’m addicted to

the taste of your sweat

I’ll hike it up and raise it past your waist in a sec

Taste and inspect, with your panties yanked to the left

I’ll turn the lights down low — Still wanna slip into something comfy?

I’ll maneuver my way by touch — And them bumps ‘round your nipples is Braille

for «suck me»

Now if I’m lucky enough to touch those lovely lumps

I’m burrying my scruffy mug in your buns and tickle your bum like humpty hump

What a lovely lunch!

My plan is in motion

I’m the tsunami rockin your little man in a boat

Whenever you feel self-conscious when I’m between thighs for this work

If you’re dirty, I’m having salmon for dinner with a bit of a creampie for

desert

It goes…

I wanna, blow ya mind with a love gun, shot to the domepiece with a sex pistol

Your breathing so heavy your mouth is dry, here’s something to wet your whistle

Bet ya' this’ll get you blissful, close your eyes for one bit/

It’s like the end credits for LOST whenever I unzip — It’s like…

Oh and you know and hold it well

Learned that it won’t impale you if you don’t exhale

My boner tells me he really hates your guts!

And that doesn’t seems right

Feel free to spit in his fucking face and choke him ‘til you see white

I’m making a beeline for your seaside palace, so please guide me inside as we

grind

Or until your shoulders are equal to your knee height/

While you continue to ride me like I was a speedbike

Put a fire up under your steamy Hot fuzz, like Edgar G. Wright

Wanna grip both cheeks and spread em wide, Go deep in — let it slide

Break mirrors around the room, and then fuck for good luck — seven times

Spit inside this makeshift gaped split, hear it splash

I wanna put a milk mustache on your bearded clam

On and on and on and on and on, don’t stop!

On and then on and then on and then on a little bit longer

I’ll give it as strong as you want, as we’re grooving as one —

It’s magic — if I can rhyme that fast, imagine the things I can do with my

tongue

It’s true that I love these dirty secrets we share, making sure the flare is lit

We can be married with kids I’ll still choke you and pull your hair and shit

And just cause I’m finished don’t think I’m layin back.

I cancelled my subscription to oxpass, and now you gonna pay for that

It goes.

(growl)