j.poet: Music
Red Lipstick
(j.poet)
2006-08-01
j. poet
Red Lipstick,
Red Lipstick,
Red Lipstick,
Red Lipstick,
Baby makes me crazy,
Baby makes me flip,
With her red lipstick.
Red Lipstick,
Black shirt, Black boots, Black pants, Black hair, Black polish on her ten finger tips.
Big Black Cadillac, but what gives me a heart attack, Is when she gives me kisses from her ruby red lips.
And that red lipstick
Black house, Black walls, Black room, Black door, She never tells me little white lies.
Black brows over eyes, she’s the devil in disguise, She makes me kinda nervous every time that she applies her
Red Lipstick
Black light, Black sheep, Black bed, Black sheets, A dark sense of humor as well.
Black magic pal of mine, till the very end of time, I’ll always be in thrall to the luminous spell, of her