What's making love
When we could be in love
Holding your hand
While strolling the endless land
That is only known to us
I want to be with you...better yet
I want you to be a part of me
My natural pacemaker (oh)
My heart just skipped a beat
Flutters and fibrillation
Unstoppable palpitations
Can only be suppressed
When I've reached your destination
Now that's mental stimulation
But what about the physical
Nah, I'm more for spiritual
Cause if our souls collide
The orgasm would leave us in critical...condition that is
Now only if I could silence your adlibs
You wouldn't have to worry about your sister next door
All up in our biz
But some things are uncontrollable
Like love at first sight
Or even ecstasy at first touch
The strokes from my pen leave the paper wet
But my tongue could do just that much...more
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