Oh Mr. Oh-so-bad for me
I sip this tasty drink you made for me
oh so effortlessly I slip into a tipsy state; my vision blurred by the liquid encouragement
coarsing through my veins.
I'll take the reins & drive myself crazy
with the would I, should I and maybes.
Oh baby shake me like that drink you just made me; perhaps I'll just shake it and make you take me to places I dare
not think of...
I think I'll just take another drink of this sweet libation, I feel this
vibration is far too much for me to ignore. That's another point for you but who's keeping
score in this game of pussycat and mouse?
I'm going back to my house to think about all those things I'm glad I didn't do to you.