Fire In The Booth (Freestyle)
Brown eyes that know you
Furious long black hair
In on some joke you won't admit
But she's keeping you aware
Tender smile, she's nervous
She sees you looking too
But only as she starts to want to
Show it all to you
And there's fire in her kiss
And it all comes down to this
With an aching
That insists on bliss
Passionate embrace
That look upon her face
And there's fire in her kiss
There's fire in her kiss
Subtle, sweet and swirling
The dance of giving eyes
That tell you to come closer
Though everybody tries
To drink her lips like nectar
On the mind of all that see
And I'm only here to tell you
Couldn't believe she was kissing me
Fire in her kiss
And it all comes down to this
With an aching
That insists on bliss
Passionate embrace
That look up on her face
And the fire in her kiss
There's fire in her kiss
Slow and wet and always moving
Lazy circling caress
Breathe each other in and out
'Til we are each other's breath
Tasting in that feeling
Connection in the yearn
That sends both of us reeling
As her lips begin to burn
And there's fire in her kiss
And it all comes down to this
With an aching
That insists on bliss
Passionate embrace
That look upon her face
There's fire in her kiss
There's fire in her kiss