P.S.S.

Baby it's late

You’re calling me and ask if I'm awake

of course I know you need some kind of hug

I know your longing for some kind of love

from me

open up your heart to me

tell me all your fantasies

I’ll treasure whatever we share

Open up a bottle scotch drinking slowly

I can see in your eyes that your lonely

but no need to worry now

nobody’s up here so late

we can move freely the way we want

sex you up right now

your moan is a music in to my ears

Baby it's late

You’re calling me and ask if I'm awake

of course I know you need some kind of hug

I know your longing for some kind of love

from me

I want you to want me more

seduce you like I’ve never done before

your eyes and touch that telling me

oh I need to pull you so tight

sneaky little angel I'm down for your ride

kissing your lips, down to your hips

there’s no need for gravity

lets take on your wildest dream

you know It's not just physical

emotional kind of love I'm asking

it's sensational, dimensional

kind of love I'm longing

Baby it's late

You’re calling me and ask if I'm awake

of course I know you need some kind of hug

I know your longing for some kind of love

from me

Baby it's late

You’re calling me and ask if I'm awake

of course I know you need some kind of hug

I know your longing for some kind of love

from me