Monday, February 22, 2010

Sergei

It's cold, it's cold, it's cold
Til you bring yourself to me
You're right outside my door
Standing in the snow it's 75 and sunny

Give me some of your love
Cause I know you want let in
I can give you anything you want
Tell me if you want to catch my sins

Cause I can get you high without that heron
I can make you shoot up without a rig
Shed your skin, I mean your clothes
Take a moment to rest on my lips

Better yet, my hips
Your neck, I like your hands
Put them where you feel like
You'd be the best one night stand

You look like a pinko commie
You taste like the USSR
You smell like winter in Siberia
You move just like a tzar

Touch me, touch me, touch me
It's you, I can be the object
Of your affection, it's all I need
I'm such a fucking addict

You're all I want right now, for now
In this moment you're perfect
Every inch is just for you
So tell me, dear, what's the verdict?

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