Story Behind the Song
you know youre cool if you sleep in a closet
Lyrics
Baby fresh, so inocent
Little tease, don't toy with me
You'll catch your death with the way you dress
In tight pants, you turn me on
I can see, right through your cloaths
You'll catch your death with the way you dress
Your cloaths are tight but that's not all
I wanna push you wanna see you fall
Let me see what's under that shirt
I wanna rub your face in the dirt
I'm gonna give you what I got
Don't struggle it just makes hott
No one 'round to hear you scream
Don't struggle whil I wash you clean
Look at me, with big blue eyes
Don't flinch, or try to run
You'll catch your death with the way you dress
Late at night, I'll follow you
It won't hurt, if you don't fight
You'll catch your death with the way you dress
Your cloaths are tight but that's not all
I wanna push you wanna see you fall
Let me see what's under that shirt
I wanna rub your face in the dirt
I'm gonna give you what I got
Don't struggle it just makes hott
No one 'round to hear you scream
Don't struggle whil I wash you clean
Clean and fresh, you're inocent
I disire, to be with you
You'll catch your death with the way you dress
Need it bad, it's been so long
In those pants, you asked for it
You'll catch your death with the way you dress
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