Charlotte Martin

Charlotte Martin - Keep Me In Your Pocket lyrics

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Sharp move, it's funny how the intuition stabs you
I'm headfirst diving off the plank, good morning
I'm green and mean and have a thousand eyes
One small thin line is easy to erase all
I'm crossing over Jordan with the lights off
Better lock the door and not think twice

Push me deep into your English Channel
Your palm sweat, it isn't all that I can handle
I love you, it is an understatement natural
Please baby, keep, keep me in your pocket

All bets off, you kept your bitches in my sweet spot
And I got dibs and stitches, so I feel hot
You burn those hallmark cards but keep my words

I want, wanna be your cigarette
I want, wanna be your black jack best
I want, wanna be your sweater
It won't make this seem much better

Sink your teeth into the taste of me and squeeze hard
'Til you can feel me splitting and you want more
And I want more, you know I want it more

Push me deep into your English Channel
Your palm sweat, it isn't all that I can handle
I love you, it is an understatement natural
Please baby, keep me in your pocket

I want, wanna be your cigarette
I want, wanna be your blackjack best
And I want, wanna be your sweater
It won't make this seem much better
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Language: English

Appearing on: Stromata (2006)

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