6.2.09

One Hundred Degrees - Poem

Nothing matters like it did anymore
The music that’s playing is a bore
I’m here all alone; I can’t find my own way
All I need, all I need is for you to say

Come here baby, I need you now
Take off your dress; I’ve been waiting for this day
(It’s so hot)

You bite, you scratch
You tease, you please

I can’t take it anymore, I’m on my knees
Give it to me fast, can’t you feel it?
The room’s done one hundred degrees
(It’s so hot)

I wipe the sweat from my face, glance at the bar
And you’re dancing to the same song
That we heard when we fuckin’ entered the place

Now that I’ve got my hand on your thigh
You’ve been asking me why my neckline’s so high
So are you gonna say

Come here baby, I need you now
Take off your dress; I’ve been waiting for this day
(It’s so hot)

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