White Mystery Lyrics

Left her at home in the cold London night.
She had nothing on
Not a stitch
nothing on
not a stitch on.
And she stays that way
’til I get back
with our regrets and
’til I get back
another bottle of good time.

Her body’s over the covers
and there’s nothing wrong with a single inch
and in the same position,
laying on her back
waiting for a kiss.

A kiss that she gets:
Long and slow,
starts at her toes,
and then it goes and goes and goes and goes and goes.
We move slow
and when I get to her lips
I still have skin to explore.

Her body’s over the covers
and there’s nothing wrong with a single inch
and then we change positions,
she got me on my back
losing common sense.

Lay under bright lights.

You can’t hear the music
but we’re playing the same tune.
Each beat, every note
played perfectly by you.

Lay under bright lights.

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