This Flood

It must have rained two weeks last summer; when the ice cream man cancelled it was such a f--king bummer. We were floating down the street lying naked in a raft; I was honing & a-practising my love-making craft; I was honing it & I held ya

When the weather man said he couldn't grant us a reprieve, you were getting on my nerves & I wanted you to leave. Well you test me every day, you're like a bug up my nose. I swear I'm going to leave ya, but you keep me on my toes, on my toes. Let me hold you

Well you're the one for mw, I can't leave ya; you nasty little bitch, I ain't ever gonna free ya. With the lipstick & the passion & the power & the blood, I'm going to keep you as my hostage in this never-ending flood, in this flood

If it rings & it's your mother, then I'll take your cuffs off. When you wiggle from the pain, I like the way you twist your spine. It's special moments like these, that let me know that you're mine, I know you're mine. Let me hold ya

Well you're the one for me, I can't leave ya; you nasty little bitch, I ain't ever gonna free ya. With the lipstick & the passion & the power & the blood, I'm going to keep you as my hostage in this never-ending flood, in this flood

My love is like a fire, I guess you call it two-fisted. Some people call it sick, they don't understand I'm twisted. Don't let the bruises scare your friends, we can cover them with makeup. You know I'll always love ya, you'll always be my buttercup, you'll be my buttercup. Let me hold ya

Well you're the one for me, I can't leave ya; you nasty little bitch, I ain't ever gonna free ya. With the lipstick & the passion & the power & the blood, I'm going to keep you as my hostage in this never-ending flood, in this flood

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