R.E.D.
Dreams of you run through my head
If you were here my would I be red
I am not embarrassed by the way you make me feel
But i would be if you could see into my heart for real
Because its dirty things I dream
Of you making me moan and scream
Your sweet name on my lips
I have to melt when you move your hips
You touching all the right spots to drive me wild
But yet your so tender and mild
You make me crave every last drop
You make my heartbeat want to stop
Just one look is all it takes
For you to make my danm break
I want you so bad it drives me insane
I love the way you say my name
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2007
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