THIS IS WHY I DO WHAT I DO
Mentally you question mePhysically I'm repositioned
Fashioned by Paris, France
From the back in your stance
Hey mister ya wanna dance
Yeah I've had a drink or two
My weak courage thrives to flirt
A waving white flag permits me
Ya set the scene, proper time and place
If we get caught then I won't lose respect
Yeah like I said before, from couch to bed
This is why I do what I do
Trusting your good judgment
Even when things appear shady
Too much smoke feelin' hazy
This is why I do what I do
You push my up-down buttons
Found sideways by pure accident
This is why I do what I do babe
Screams because I love ice cream
This is why I do what I do
Socially I'm given plenty distance
Historically was always expected
Designed by this manic depression
Your backseat driver sleeps up front
Hey baby ya wanna have sex
Yeah I'm callin' you out tonight
Hangin' tough with your ass too
Both hands in the air breathin' heavy
Ya set the scene, proper time and place
If we get caught then I won't lose respect
Yeah like I said before, from couch to bed
This is why I do what I do
Trusting your good judgment
Even when things appear shady
Too much smoke feelin' hazy
This is why I do what I do
Yep, this is why
For sure this is why
You're the reason why
This is why I do what I do
Copyright, Nina Lee 2014
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Poetry by Nina Lee
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Written on 2014-07-01 at 01:41
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