Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Well Buddha’s on the bass guitar, Plucking at her heart strings. Singing teachings of dignified pain. And driving her insane…
Drink in hand, eyes set to stun, Got her sights set on you. It’s your time to try son
Chase her, catch her, and almost kiss her. Pull away, leave her wanting more, She’s got the whole night. And Im numb to the core...
She’s got Satan on my shoulder, Strange cause he’s usually on her lips. He’s pushing her forward. She’s ready for this trip. The rooms spinning, Focused on you, The walls revolve around you, Like the world should be to...
Push her, drop her, and pick her up. Turn away but she’s not gunna stop…
Jesus in the corner, Nodding his head, He looks her up and down. She knows he wants more than the bible read…
Pulsing lights and hidden smiles, Pashing in the corner, She’s finally had my while...
Hold her, tease her, but don’t please her. Hand in her pocket, searching for the cure…
There’s Romeo in the corner, Juliet at his side, The princess’s eyes are only for her though. The thought of them together making his body smile...
“Chase me, catch me, and almost kiss me, Push me, drop me, and pick me up, Hold me, tease me, but don’t please me…”
Well Buddha’s got his hand her her hair, Satan biting at her neck, Jesus’ arms around her waist, Juliet savouring her taste, Romeo has the camera And you’re watching from the corner…
She’s got the whole night, and she’s numb to the core.
Turn away but she’s not gunna stop.
Hand in her pocket, searching for the cure.

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