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Shopping for snacks for our hotel retreat Your physique is a treat that's simple and sweet I couldn't tell if you're being discreet Or short on words like the simplest tweet Our conversation is deep as the dimples in your cheeks My body's shredded like mozzarella, my jokes are cheesy I wanna walk the talk, keep it going, keep it easy Look for something on tv, Big Bang Theory You say I remind of you Leonard, I guess I'm clearly, seri Ous and nerdy, that's a compliment I rock with it like paper, scissors I wanna cut but not really, I'm indecisive, it's silly I'm attending/a tendon to the matter like the heel of Achilles Getting comfortable by the hour And the hour is you I'm the clock that wants my hands on every minute of you But every second is wet, I feel you slipping away Then you decided to stay, I'm just glad that you saved Enough light To spend the night I just want to be the space where you're feeling the safest Won't come off as invasive like demanding where the safe is The vibe is platonic, but I'm half-naked Adjacent to the first queen I've ever played with In a game of chess, in this game of love, I don't play with Hearts, my feelings, I'm guardin'/garden like a plantation Cause sometimes I'm just a slave to them Would liberate them only if you could relate to them We show each other memes, lamping in the bed Itching to be close, but I scratch my head instead I massage your back, gotta keep it cool Knowing damn well I was getting in the mood Your pressure is so good, it's making me sleepy That's what you say as I'm massaging your back more deeply As time gets closer to midnight, so are you Cause I'm you're midnight chocolate And you are my sun goddess As I'm laying in the same bed with you I wonder if your kitty always stays wet like the sea floor You're the conclusion that I wish I can reach for Little Shop of Horrors, I wish that I can see more/Seymour Of your contours, the way you move is a detour Shy girl persona with a caramel decor Lick you till your shyness comes out of hiding The mood is a candlestick that I wanna lighten I wanna meet you where the light ends Where the mystery of our life is You're a whole word and I'm whole word It would be nice if we could connect like a hyphen It's all about the timing Deciding to make move in the morning If ain't do it by now, I may not do it Biden Like Joe, love isn't blind, it's clairvoyant and psychic And I can still see your light skin through my eyelids
Writer(s): John Nicholson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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