IRC-Galleria

We spend time, just enough
So you get yours, and I get mine
No strings attached
I want your body, not your heart
Put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
But don't fall in love
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours