spell

you wander in time with a curious mind

are you ready for a pretty thrill?

calvin klein’s at night, showing just right

sitting on my windowsill

 

it isn’t a crime, your lips on my wine

just for tonight, i know you’ll never be mine

i’ll make that zero a one, it’ll be fun

worth the wonder for one    last    time

 

cash in the crave or take this thirst to the grave

you strum my pain and sing my thoughts

i’ll lay it on gently, make it hard to regret me

stargazing those fadeaway shots

 

i need a bit more, i know we’ll never score

run the gun hun, what else am i for

you’re under my spell, no worries i’ll never tell

i’m giving up the ghost in her court

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