I Want To Be Your Freak

I want to be your lover I want to be your Freak
 I want to do things to you that make your knees weak
 Because there is no other for which I seek
 When we get together we bring the heat
 
I dont want to be the good boy in your life
 I want to be the bad boy that fills your night
 I dont want you bringing me home to mom and pop
 I just want to sex you so good you never wanna stop
 
Not the kind of guy interested in wedding rings
 Just want to play with your pussy till I make you sing
 Just want to fill your life with a little bit of kink
 And tie you up with ropes on to a chain link
 
With ropes and leather and silver duct tape
 Whip strokes and feathers and no escape
 I poke and prod and make you explode
 Sheets soaked with your juice as I blow my load
 
Face it your addicted to myself and to the sex
 Something I predicted, my actions have those effects
 Your stuck with me now and I love having it that way
 Lust struck by how good we are, orgasm to foreplay