Fleure - Good/Bad

I know you like me in white
Cause you want me pure
But that's not your type
I know you like me in black
Cause it turns you on
When I dress like that
I know you like me in lace
Cause it fuels your fantasy
I see it on your face
I know you like it when I drive
One hand in my hair
and one between my thighs
And I can taste it
I've never been this sick before
Don't have to fake it
The kitchen table
to the floor
You can act like you don't care
But I know you like it best when I- right there
I know you want it on the town
Be your good bad girl never bring you down
You with your hands around my waist
And it drives you wild
When you get a taste
I want your hands around my neck
Leave me black and blue
Cause we're both a wreck
And I can taste it
I've never been this sick before
Don't have to fake it
The kitchen table
to the floor

Written by:
Sarah Frick

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