Her touch is electric caresses like storms
Pleasure at the threshold
I see everything sour before it's ripe
Tomorrow she'll step on that plane and disappear
But tonight her lips are real
And kissing
Like a head on collision
Pleasure at the threshold
I see everything sour before it's ripe
Tomorrow she'll step on that plane and disappear
But tonight her lips are real
And kissing
Like a head on collision
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