No need to whine boy Like a wind up toy you stutter at my feet And it's never the time boy You've had too much wine to stumble up my street Well it isn't a problem Nothing we can't keep between the sheets Tell me you're mine love And I will not wait for other bedtime treats
(chorus:) Is there something you lack When I'm flat on my back Is there something that I can do for you? It's always something you ate Or it's something you hate Tell me is it the way that I touch you? Have you found a new mate And is she really great Is it just that I'm much too much for you?
Don't feed me a line boy I can hear that voice you use upon the phone And there's no need to be coy That is something you can do upon your own Well it isn't a problem Nothing we can't solve so just relax Am I on the wrong train love And will I have to tie you to the tracks
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