There’s something in the stars tonight
Somehow I know they’re in your sight
You’re watching them from under a tree
Somewhere else not here with me
A picnic basket full of food
Wine to get her in the mood
A recipe for sure seduction
Hoping for a little suction
Guide her head and pull her hair
Hand up skirt no underwear
She wants to be your dirty whore
Luscious lips will beg for more
Underneath the stars so bright
You’ll take her to the highest height
Sticky and wet will you regret?
Will it be me you can’t forget?
Your fallen angel, girl gone bad
The one you wish you never had
I wonder if you’ll ever discover
There’s no substitute for your perfect lover
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