Come Home
You look so good to me and I dig your style
You look so fine to me I'd like to make you mine
I love your vintage shirt your mini skirt
The way you move the way your stockings fit.
You talk so sweet to me and I'm all ears
You know which words to choose to make it real
Your tongue is like a goldfish
Darting around your lips and inside your mouth
Now would you come home with me?
I got Dylan and the Stones, Wittgenstein and Loos
An illustrated bible, American modern poetry
An exhibition catalogue, Russian proverbs on a notebook
Sketches of unknown painters, songs of human misery
So would you come home with me?
Well if you lost your faith I can lend you mine
If you're thirsty dear I got plenty of wine
And there's a window too if you're seeking stars
I ain't got long to stay such little time
Now would you come home with me?
I got Dylan and the Stones, Wittgenstein and Loos
An illustrated bible, American modern poetry
An exhibition catalogue, Russian proverbs on a notebook
Sketches of unknown painters, songs of human misery
And your lips are all I want, your skin is all I need
To kiss you and eat you hungrily from head down to your toes
To get lost in someone else to forget about myself
To feel your warmth get closer to die between your legs
Then would you come home with me?
You look so fine to me I'd like to make you mine
I love your vintage shirt your mini skirt
The way you move the way your stockings fit.
You talk so sweet to me and I'm all ears
You know which words to choose to make it real
Your tongue is like a goldfish
Darting around your lips and inside your mouth
Now would you come home with me?
I got Dylan and the Stones, Wittgenstein and Loos
An illustrated bible, American modern poetry
An exhibition catalogue, Russian proverbs on a notebook
Sketches of unknown painters, songs of human misery
So would you come home with me?
Well if you lost your faith I can lend you mine
If you're thirsty dear I got plenty of wine
And there's a window too if you're seeking stars
I ain't got long to stay such little time
Now would you come home with me?
I got Dylan and the Stones, Wittgenstein and Loos
An illustrated bible, American modern poetry
An exhibition catalogue, Russian proverbs on a notebook
Sketches of unknown painters, songs of human misery
And your lips are all I want, your skin is all I need
To kiss you and eat you hungrily from head down to your toes
To get lost in someone else to forget about myself
To feel your warmth get closer to die between your legs
Then would you come home with me?
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