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My fingers slide down your spine
And my hands caress your back
I’ll spread you open till you crack
And I’ll read between your lines
Cos if I really want some action
Then I’d better get some fiction
Please let me turn off the light
And please let me turn you on
I will start the projection
And we’ll monkeyshine through the night
Cos if I really need some action
Then I’d better get some fiction
The Afternoon of a faun
In front of the leaf-green screen
I dreamt « Oh ! I hold the queen »
Now it’s the evening of a clown
Cos if I really need some action
I’d need some imagination
And my hands caress your back
I’ll spread you open till you crack
And I’ll read between your lines
Cos if I really want some action
Then I’d better get some fiction
Please let me turn off the light
And please let me turn you on
I will start the projection
And we’ll monkeyshine through the night
Cos if I really need some action
Then I’d better get some fiction
The Afternoon of a faun
In front of the leaf-green screen
I dreamt « Oh ! I hold the queen »
Now it’s the evening of a clown
Cos if I really need some action
I’d need some imagination























echoroom
wow - i'm trying to get over the line:
I'll spread you open til you crack.
Cleverly, there are double meanings here, reading under the bedclothes and stuff, but wow!
More later.