The Moving Finger writes, and having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor all your tears wash out a Word of it.

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam - Quattrain 71.

Monday, September 29, 2003

See, baby
I know you done had your share of girls
I am more than confident
You won't ever have to search any streets for
affection
I got you

What kind of girl you like
I know my looks can be deceivin'
Tell me am I your type
My main goal is to please you

What's on the schedule tonight
Am I the reason you'll be treatin'
I hope you have an appetite
So tell me will you come and spend the night

My love is like...woah
My kiss is like...woah
My touch is like...woah
My sex is like...woah
My ass is like...woah
My body's like...woah
And you're kissin' it
So what you think of it


When will you come through
'Cause I'll be waitin' up right here
Can you bring some Belvedere
So we can pop the cork and cheers

Please have no fear Yeah
I just wanna love you right
I hope you have an appetite
So tell baby, will you come and spend the night?

My love is like...woah
My kiss is like...woah
My touch is like...woah
My sex is like...woah
My ass is like...woah
My body's like...woah
And you're kissin' it
So what you think of it

Hold me,
Oh my
Taste it,
Taste it
Hold me,
Oh My,
My

Hold me like you never wanna let me go
If you're likin' what you're tastin' Baby let me
know
See if you're gonna love me better love me strong
'Cause I want this love to love last all night long

My love is like...woah
My kiss is like...woah
My touch is like...woah
My sex is like...woah
My ass is like...woah
My body's like...woah
And you're kissin' it
So what you think of it

My love is like WOAH
My kiss is like WOAH
My touch is like WOAH
My sex is like WOAH
My ass is like WOAH
My body's like WOAH
And you're kissin' it
So what you think of it



love this song to bits!!! x)

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