i want one hard kiss
one barefoot dance in paris
when the lights go out
her mouth a campfire
when she kisses me for real
our lips will combust
callie’s back in townthat means lagers and flirting
at the irish pub
only one thing beats
watching diane dance: her red
boots under my bed
water into wineevery time you look at me
my girl parts get drunk
That last line is fabulous.
ooh, thanks!