by Justin Kitts
Get to see your face In a hotel hell Not much to look at But it’s better than jail I was just passing through Like so many years Some just like you I’ve drank oceans of tears Come daybreak of morning Evaporate into air Something tells me It’s you I should fear So, let’s cut a line Let’s cut a rug Fit me better Than a worn glove Got the devil’s persuasion And a kitten’s smile Come here darling Come lay with me awhile Something about you So hard to resist When you kiss me honey Hits like a fist Crawling on the ceiling Banging at your door Hungry for your touch Baby I want more So, let’s cut a line Let’s cut a rug Fit me better Than a worn glove Baby resist me Slap across my face Bloody my lip Give me something to taste Honey you thirsty For my pain Give me a wink I’ll open up my vein Let’s cut a line Let’s cut a rug Fit me better Than a worn glove