Baby Let’s take a trip

A trip to the Mall

Until we arrive at the G-Spot

Above hangs Victoria’s Secret on the wall

You might not be in magazines

But your imprinted in all the inked up hair dyed places of my mind

So let’s walk in

So I can watch you wiggle lace up your thigh

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Baby you’re the best kept secret in the whole damn store

That’s why if the door ain’t already open

I’m gonna hold that door

Then twirl you around

While you twirl your hair

Oh baby, baby

Gimmie that stare

From the Shania Twain music viddy

We can tease each other

In anticipation of getting busy

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Cause Today’s a day for the lingerie store

Today’s a day where we give each other just one more than the last orgasm

We can play our pelvis

Like Marco Polo

Blindfolds and candle wax

Messing up your eyes lips face

Oh baby, baby

Let’s play those games

In a plush warm bed

Instead of playing games with each other’s heads

You in your new lingerie design

I love the way that lace shows just enough of your behind while I get behind you

Getting down to business

Cause it’s time we do