Love Hexed
Pretending before me
Whipping behind me
Your tongue will be your hex.
I’m not just a pretty fuck,
So get the picture, dear Huck,
I’m tired of this shit
I’m gonna throw a tele-fit.
Break me off a lil’ bit.
I weave at this unfinished knit
To progress through this maze,
This mess is just a phase.
I’m engulfed in a daze.
I know of other ways
To get what I desire.
Boy, you set me on fire.
But what can I do
When I’m always loving you
And you haven’t given me one look?
Please, write me up in your book.
Gonna go through another day of pain
When all I want is just a little rain
I could always pay for a piece of ass
But I want something that’ll last.
Pretending before me
Whipping behind me
Your tongue will be your hex.
Why should I pedal when I could row?
How can I fuck you when I want to love you?
Listen, little man, to the words in my plan:
We’ll go down to the pier
We’ll drop the ol’ gay fear
We’ll drink each other like beer
Until the bashers come near
We’ll run somewhere dark and quaint
I’ll be so hot I’ll make you faint.
I’m quiet in a big bunch,
When alone I like to munch
On my overly complicated hunch
Of what your body is calling for.
I’ve got the senses of a whore
And the energy of an atom’s core.
Don’t try to run or flee,
You’re in the hands of me,
This is how it should be –
Humping without a fee.
I just don’t want you to rust
Long before you bite the dust.
I’m trusting you
I’m blowing you
I’m holding you
I’m loving you
Gonna go through another day of pain
When all I want is just a little rain
I could always pay for a piece of ass
But I want something that’ll last.
Pretending before me
Whipping behind me
Your tongue will be your hex.