Testo Thighs

Under stars, under moon
In your room, you’re wised by the young
On your bed, my head,
I’ll fuck your thighs, your thighs
But see I’m
Understand, understand
Oh bloom, all too soon
While they’re young
Let’s have some fun, whoa
So take off your dancing …
And I’ll hold you by your hips
Your dad won’t know
You’ll be my queen
I’ll be your king

Will you marry behind the shelf
We can tap through our holding
Your dad won’t know
You’ll be my queen
I’ll be your king

Under stars, we’ll fly While I part above your room
Beside the moon we’ll soar
And soar, and soar
And if we land you’ll take my hand
We’ll marry behind the shelf
We’ll marry behind the shelf
We’ll marry behind the shelf
We’ll marry behind the shelf
You’ll be my queen
I’ll be your king.