Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Motel Rooms

take me out, tear me apart, rip me at the seams
its just my way of showing love, when i'm sick of showing teeth

i got a habit in the best sense of the word,
the kind with baby browns and a baby bottle to match
the scent of jaegar on her lips
means she took the hint, i'm in, i'm in

so i walked the floor with a step by step
and my heart beat, as if it
were choreographed
as fate would have it, it wasn't half bad
as within the hour we were dance, dance, dancing

take me out, tear me apart, rip me at the seams
its just my way of showing love, when i'm sick of showing teeth

as we made our way to motel mattresses
burlesques lined the streets, i guess business is good
or at least it is for me
cause i got front row seats

she lied on the bed with the shortest of breathe
we followed the plot through like a fairy tale
left center, thighs spread like fire
the room let out a cry

take me out, tear me apart, rip me at the seams
its just my way of showing love, when i'm sick of showing teeth

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