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Written and recorded by Sean Blackthorn in his home in Toronto, Canada.
lyrics
You say I'm too young to truly touch you -
what is that even supposed to mean?
Your last man, he wouldn't even kiss you -
Now, I mean, go H.A.M. in between your thighs like you need.
See, I'm not afraid to pay attention,
'cause I know a woman needs love too.
Does that excite you, that I'll submit?
Does the sound of my voice make you weak?
Wanna feel you baby, this time.
Wanna feel you baby, this time.
Wanna feel you baby, this time.
Wanna feel you baby, this time.
Wanna feel you baby, this time.
Wanna feel you baby, this time.
Wanna feel you baby, this time.
Wanna feel you baby...
She asked me: how mindful are you?
What you think this baby oil is for?
It's on the palm of my hands,
and I'm about to pour...
(All my boys say I'm not ready, that I can't even hold down love.)
But I need you 'til our souls expire.
Oh, I want you.
Yes, I need you 'til our souls expire.
Just let me pour my soul on you.
Just let me pour...
credits
released November 3, 2012
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