Milkmaids 歌詞

Darling don't you know after I've bathed with you, I'm going to bury my face in the towel you used. I'm going to fill a bottle with the tears you weep, I'm going to brush your teeth whilst your asleep. Why don't you twist with me, it must be a temptation. And pity my poor heart I'm a writer of erotic fiction. Those pictures they used were not really you, they gave you airbrushed limbs that were stretched too far apart. Honey, have you got a real heart. Just buck like a dog on heat, Christ what a sensation! And pity my poor soul I'm a writer of erotic fiction. My amorous breath will be filling up your lungs whilst the crooks in the suburbs will be fornicating milkmaids, When I start tearing off those sexy clothes, I will howl out your name and I will rattle those bones. Those sequinned second seconds are not what I need. I just want to fuck until I bleed. But how long will that be. Just kiss me full on the lips. Just kiss me full on the lips.