11.4.11

week.end






Feels so good being bad
There's no way I'm turning back 
Now the pain is my pleasure cause nothing could measure 





Love is great, love is fine 
Out the box, outta line 
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more 




Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it 
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it 
Sticks and stones may break my bones 
But chains and whips excite me 











Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on 
It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong 
And meet me in my boudoir, make my body say ah ah ah 
I like it-like it 






Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it 
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it 
Sticks and stones may break my bones 
But chains and whips excite me 
 


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