it's getting hot on the floor...
wonder what he is hoping for...
I am dripping with sweat...
his hands wrapped around me oh so tight...
His lips are guided...
he is asks me not to fight it...
Leave with him...
become his prisoner...
He whispers in my ears...
of all that he has to offer...
his lips make me tremble...
where's the nearest exit....
I have a good imagination...
but he better get me to that destination...
I didn't leave the dance floor...
for nothing, fulfill my expectation...
I don't want your name...
or coffee in the morning...
I just want what you want...
Make it rise until I fall back...
I doubt I will ever see you again...
but if I do, it all depends on this evening...
Did you leave me disappointed...
Or were you an over achiever...
There is no room for error...
I want you to be my midnight terror...
if you are my nightmare...
I wont mind a little torture...
you crawl over me...
like some sort of creature...
you bite, you nibble...
you are my kind of trouble...
I have never been more glad to leave the dance floor...
and the best part "no batteries included"...
fulfill my dreams, you are a keeper...
fulfill the terrors, you are my pleaser...