White Pleasure
Waiting for the longest minute
looking for the perfect time
It's wasting, It's wasting
It's running, running, running out
Knocking on your door, she's knocking on your door
You're waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
No time to waste
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
Give yourself to animal istinct
Cos there ain't no logic to find
She's teasing, teasing
She's running, running, running off
Lying on the floor, just lying on the floor
You're waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
For the game
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
Rising sun, morning shame
Rising sun, morning shame
How did you get to this place?
How can She play such a game?
Rising sun, morning shame
Rising sun, morning shame
Searching for the strawberry flavour
Hunting for the forbidden lime
She's wriggling, wriggling
Running, running, runnin amok
Boiling your blood, It's boiling your blood
Searching for the strawberry flavor
Hunting for the forbidden lime
She's wriggling, wriggling
Running, running, runnin amok
Boiling your blood, It's boiling your blood
Flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing
Through your veins
looking for the perfect time
It's wasting, It's wasting
It's running, running, running out
Knocking on your door, she's knocking on your door
You're waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
No time to waste
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
Give yourself to animal istinct
Cos there ain't no logic to find
She's teasing, teasing
She's running, running, running off
Lying on the floor, just lying on the floor
You're waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
For the game
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
White Pleasure is calling, calling tonight
Rising sun, morning shame
Rising sun, morning shame
How did you get to this place?
How can She play such a game?
Rising sun, morning shame
Rising sun, morning shame
Searching for the strawberry flavour
Hunting for the forbidden lime
She's wriggling, wriggling
Running, running, runnin amok
Boiling your blood, It's boiling your blood
Searching for the strawberry flavor
Hunting for the forbidden lime
She's wriggling, wriggling
Running, running, runnin amok
Boiling your blood, It's boiling your blood
Flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing
Through your veins
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Gianlorenzo Mungiovino
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