Come On Baby
Hey, come on baby,
lets blow this place;
come with me and lets make love
under the tall oak tree.
Hear the birds sing,
they tweet and tweet,
and the sun bakes our naked bodies,
as ants tickle at our feet;
making love with me,
making love with you,
and nature is watching
as we perform art.
There is a place out there, somewhere,
between Neptune and Cloud 9,
as asteroids collide together
exploding silent bombs in space,
like the love we make, except not so silent,
we go to that place, you make me love you even more,
when we love each other in that place.
There is a place out there, somewhere,
and as we finish and cuddle, smoking cigarettes
and watching the sun set,
we go to that place,
between the walls of Neptune and Jupiter
on the rings of Saturn,
and Pluto just sits there minding it's own business.
There is a place out there, somewhere,
a much better place than here,
let's pack our bags and go.
5/10/14
|