Lyrics & Composition

by

Andreas Lodewijk Schmidt

You hair

Your smile

Your hips

They’re making me wild

Your eyes

Your touch

Your ass

I want you so much

Your cheeks

Your laugh

Your tits

I’m wondering why

Girl why do you flirt with me

I see on your finger

You ain’t

Free

Oh girl

Why do you

Flirt with me

Your breasts

Through your blouse

We took a taxi straight to your house

Your hands

Through my hair

Please,

Don’t stop there

Your lips

Your tongue

Your neck

Tell me, Baby, what is wrong

Girl why are you kissing me

I see on your finger

You ain’t

Free

Oh girl

Why are you

Kissing me

You asked me

To come up

At this point

I could not resist anymore

We ripped off

Our clothes

Spread all over

Your bedroom floor

Your skin - touching -

My skin

Oooh, never felt this good before

Girl what do you do to me

I see on your finger

You ain’t

Free

Oh girl

What are you doing

To me

I must

Go now

Would love to see you more

Goodbye

Last Kiss

One more

And then you close the door

Outside

It’s cold

Like a stone

My heart drops to the floor

Man

Where do I go from here

I see on my finger

I ain’t

Free

Oh man

Where do I

Go from here