Rendezvous

When I met you
When I met you
Yea, Yeaaa
So long ago
This love, I keep it afloat
The jazz lounge, the jazz lounge
Yea, so smoky I remember it
I was with the boys that night
But I could see you through the fog
Clear as day baby, no problem
Yea, smoking my cigar
Looking really cool of course, but you get in my car
I told you after the show
That jazz music, I want to see you hoe
Get on my dick, take it for a show
My boys up, teach them the ropes
Alessandro, Alessandro
Oh, he was there too you know?
He saw you, and I saw you, it was bromance
A triangle of love, two bromances
Oh, and their cocks ready for you
But you were just not ready, you're not that cool
Your pussy really tight, okay
We didn't mind it, but you were a little bit ripe
Didn't have sexual experience
But it's okay baby, you hear the jazz and sounds in the back it's a brilliance
Oh shit, and I'm pressing the gas harder thinking about it
You're so sexual, lovely
Your eyes, and your fucking earrings
God, your dress. What color is that?
Its like sex, its like skin baby I want to see your ass
Dun, dun
I took something really funny before coming to the jazz lounge
It's always getting funny
I'm laughing, and I'm still having a good time
And you're rubbing on my dick, my balls, through the pants just right
Shit, Love, and hmm, wine
(Doo, doo) That jazz lounge
Yea, just, hmmm, many times in the town
With the boys, with the boys
My god, I've got my glasses on and I can read your facial expressions
You're so happy to see me
And I'm just doing some fucking reading
I'm in the newspaper again baby, I've got to get my money up
And I don't need you in my way, time to run it up



Credits
Writer(s): Cristiano Stalloni
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