7 October 2012
Rearview mirror shows me those red lips,
Shirt, ripped just right, down to your hips.
Those holy pair of jeans,
Hair up in a bun,
I'll treat you like a queen,
Baby, lets have some fun.
These people around,
They have no clue,
I want to smudge that red lipstick
all over you.
Smudge • Opuss № I