To fuck away my sore head?
Sigh and rumble below me
Sigh and rumble above me
So let's just have fun and delay it
No splishing, no sploshing
A souvenir from last night
Are you sure it's alright?
Come round and love me
Did you bring something with you today
And we'll make the noises we make
With our soft and cool skin
And our loveliest yet
Are you sure we'll fit in?
And we'll make the noises we make
It's on the tips of our tongues
Put some clothes on and leave the bath running
My first afternoon in your hands
But who'll be the first one to say it?
A wound from our over excitement
While you're at the launderette
I've said it too much in the past
Then it's straight back to bed again
And I kiss the cut on your lip
Until we both laugh and both shake
But come round and show me
