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All my cravings come at me This ain't love, it's sacrifice The worse they are the better they taste
All my cravings come at me This ain't love, it's sacrifice The worse they are the better they taste "All my cravings come at me This ain't love, it's sacrifice Oh my God, I can't behave The worse they are the better they taste..." snap those fingers... lookin' at me... don't just do me... do me right... this ain't love... it's sacrifice... the worse you are... the better you're gonna taste... don't hold back... but... be a little gentler with me... easy going... but... have your way with me... just don't go crazy... I can't seem to learn from my mistakes... am I your religion... 'cause you're my faith... let me wake up... a missionary position to you... praying for all my sins to re-appear... take me all the way... you taste like sugar... if I'm the brown or white or pink... just lick me... sweat on me... to this song... Betty who... Bobbie Sue... my name is... whatever you call me... I'm blind for your love... "is it love or is it lust... who gives a fuck... just make me your must..." - another easy going ism... I crave you... I always have... Taste... ... "I should know better by now But it's twenty to two and you know that I want some Should be drinking 'em down But he poisoned my mind any time that I'm on one Every tomorrow I wake up and pray it's the day That I won't miss it or want it or need him to stay But he's already on his way You know the worse they are the better they taste All my cravings come at me This ain't love, it's sacrifice Oh my God, I can't behave The worse they are the better they taste I got a big appetite If I look then I touch then it's already over I wish I could just take a bite So I do, I don't think I can sink any lower Every tomorrow I wake up and pray I won't be 'Caught in the sugar, your sour, your salty, your sweet I'm starving, so give it to me You know the worse they are the better they'll be All my cravings come at me This ain't love, it's sacrifice Oh my God, I can't behave The worse they are the better they taste One little bite couldn't hurt, right? I'ma get what I deserve, right? I'm done with playing it safe You know the worse they are the better they taste All my cravings come at me This ain't love, it's sacrifice Oh my God, I can't behave The worse they are the better they taste One little bite couldn't hurt, right? I'ma get what I deserve, right? I'm done with playing it safe The worse they are the better they taste…" - Betty Who - "Taste" --------------------------------------------------------------- be my favorite mistake... like a Sheryl Crow song... but... give me that chance to taste you... hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!! |
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If you like this... give it a listen... then... think of me... crave me... taste me... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy. Thanks for the kind words. Every now and then I surprise myself. Have a wonderful Wednesday!!! Hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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