Pick up


Pick up, I'm calling you again.
A sequel to a night of sin.
You know you want me to make you sigh,
and bring you pleasures that take you high.

Pick up the phone, I'm waiting there.
My breath it longs to hover near.
You know you want to ride along,
to be the one that makes up this song.

Pick up, my words are waiting for you.
They long to take away your blues.
You know you want to come with me,
a longing, hungry, fiery need.

Pick up, and don't hesitate.
It sure would suck, if you were late!
You know you want to hear me now,
so come on baby, just show me how.

Pick up that little ringing thing,
and let me make your body sing.
You know you want to let me play,
and let me take you all the way.

Pick up, and hear my sultry sound,
and your body will surely drown.
You know you want to grab that phone,
and make this body start to moan.

Shivering I am right now,
for your voice is telling me how;
you want to make me yours this night,
and take me to a land so bright.

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