creatures mind only sensual pleasures
m the partygoer goes caressing
moving like jagger
grinding against a counter sex of an unfamiliar face
never mind because
we don't any ways look
shutter my fluttering eyes feather ends of your birdie
party rock is sharp it cuts across it hurts
and i quite like the pain aka ecstasy
mind losing
shake that
everyday we're shuffling
alternatively raising our waists like
hip high a slanted triangle
make me your radio
turn me up when you feel low
when it feels awful
twitch and change the channel
la la la la la
la la la la la
you make me feel good
every night some new excitement
recurring in the safe zone of mere fleshiness
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