Текст песни Great Strings

How sweet it is to be embraced by the air A hundred ways around your freckles They look so fine in the sun To stare at you, to be held by your moves Bring it on, darling Burn for me real good The way you bite your lips The way you stare at me The way you lay so fine I like it when you're mean The way you turn me on The way you touch yourself I doubt that it would change The way you make me melt Barefoot the great day is yet to come When the truth reveals itself as one Your shinny hair's been all over the sun The youth and the great strings are just everyone The way you bite your lips The way you stare at me The way you lay so fine I like it when you're mean The way you turn me on The way you touch yourself I doubt that it would change The way you make me melt