Killer move
By wearing that sexy Red lace, you think that will make me stay, by flirting all around me I won't go to work today
Standing in front of me giving glimpses of your skin, will make me phone in sick or simply not go in
I can see you touch yourself, of course I'd like to stay but I've an important meeting and it's scheduled for today
Put away the sad eyes, my god please don't use the pout, you know that's my Kryptonite, tonight I'll take you out
I'm trying to get ready, I can't seem to find my other shoe, stop looking innocent, I know it's down to you
Babe get off the table, I'm trying to eat my breakfast cereal, it's hard when you've spread your legs, showing me your all
Fuck this you win, I give in, I'll go and phone in sick but the moment I put the phone down, you better suck my dick
Yes, yes you got your way, you can take the grin right off your face, you knew you'd played the killer move, by wearing soft Red lace
THE KINKY POET