Mireau - Weekend Of Filth

Hotel room floor I'm down under and I've already undressed you I hear your moans and your groans And I'm down to impress you Day three in a sea of lust and a bottle of whiskey The money's high and I knew it would be fuc*ing risky We were on the pull and it was only unpredictable And now I've seen it all and I'm not in control Fuc* me, can I really handle this? Chorus: I've got it all From your lips to your thighs You're a natural high andoh I'm running low I'm running low I've got it all From your lips to your thighs You're a natural high andoh I can't let you go I can't let you go I'll take my chances even though it's hit or miss Counting down the days, everything's mine Everything's mine Chorus: I've got it all From your lips to your thighs You're a natural high andoh I'm running low I'm running low I've got it all From your lips to your thighs You're a natural high andoh I can't let you go I can't let you go Give me everything you've got Make it everything you're not Give me everything you've got Make it everything you're not I've got it all From your lips to your thighs You're a natural high andoh I'm running low I'm running low Can I really handle this? Oh for fuc*'s sake She's late again Chorus: I've got it all From your lips to your thighs You're a natural high andoh I'm running low I'm running low I've got it all From your lips to your thighs You're a natural high andoh I can't let you go I can't let you go Give me everything you've got Make it everything you're not Give me everything you've got Make it everything you're not