W. Heath Fowler - Bad Things

There's no place I'd rather be than under you
You poisoned the well
Now I'm caught in you're spell
And I can barely control myself

I'll take it slow baby it's overdue
The smell of your perfume
Your body is so smooth
It gave me chills when you

Told me I could have you anyway I want

I wanna do bad things do bad bad things to you
My desire has limited my point of view
Desperately I need my hands on your body
I wanna do bad things do bad bad things to you

I need another forbidden rendezvous
The way that you tease
You easily put me on my knees when you

Told me I could have you anyway I want

I wanna do bad things do bad bad things to you
My desire has limited my point of view
Desperately I need my hands on your body
I wanna do bad things do bad bad things to you

There's no place I'd rather be than under you

I wanna do bad things do bad bad things to you
My desire has limited my point of view
Desperately I need my hands on your body
I wanna do bad things do bad bad things to you

Written by:
William Fowler

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