Woorden: Stroke 9. Nasty Little Thoughts. Washin' + Wonderin'.

this just in where to begin
grin and bear it it's bare and grim
because she's figured me out
adoration titillation i'm the victim now
she lights my candle she has a handle

on me it's going well but i'm scared as
hell that she'll figure me out

don't care she's had me there you see
she thinks its sacred to be naked but i
she's figured me out and i want to
running in these are my hands these
shout at the top of my lungs now but
oh my god if she hears me she'll come
wrote em down for you to
are my faults these are my plans and
these are my nasty little thoughts i

contemplate at a later date

doubtless shady, no shadow of doubt
well the word is out, what's it all about
in moderation this sensation would be
in my shower, for an hour she's just
fabulous but she's figured me out she's
washin' n wonderin' and trying to

figure me out
man i care and i'm sleeping now you'll be creeping 'round just when i was on to something
well, you're out there, just stay out there i won't hear you but be careful man hey careful
else that's when she figures me out