HILARY (Hilary Blake)
HILARY (Hilary Blake) - Drop Your Pants songtekst
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Met dit lied doet Hilary een poging te laten zien hoe belachelijk de Amerikaanse vrees voor sex is. Let wel: het is 1983!
Don't leave me for another You've got no pride to live with mother Don't take your fruit from my basket Your peaches and pleasing are always in season I see you giving girls the eye You taste the goods before you buy You trick or treat beneath the sheet It’s head to toe between my feet So drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop, drop, drop You hold the key, please unlock it Don't pull your plug from my socket I am the woman to your man It's you that opens my tin can I give the orders around this house I'm the fuck to your mouse Your sense of timing is uncanny You play the samba on my fanny So drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop, drop, drop Find the pit stop time to rest Place your face down on my breast Forget our shame, no need to blame I am the fire, you are the flame I love your lust, I am desire Your fingers make me vibrate higher It's magic when you come and go I levitate in the afterglow So drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop your pants around your ankles You make me shiver when you deliver Drop, drop, drop, drop