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