Hazel O'Connor
Hazel O'Connor - Sons And Lovers songtekst
Je score:
© Hazel O`Connor Got to have to make you see There's certain thing and needs to be I need a father must be wild Need you to take me like a child I want to be your wettest dream Tease your body 'till you scream Bite you lick you like ice-cream Scare you dare you be obscene I want to be an animal I want to be a lover I want to be a little girl I want to be a mother How about it brother Do you want a mother Do you want a lover, a lover, a lover like me To be your nurse all that and worse Then be your whore break down the door I'll be patient to the cause Fell the the pulse and then we'll pause And if you're sure I crave for more That's when you come I'll up and run Femme Fatale, then animal, sister, lover, tomboy, brother I want to be an animal I want to be a lover I want to be a little girl I want to be a mother Bounce me upon your knee Place your head below the bedclothes