STUTTER

Don't need to whine, boy Like a wind up toy You stutter at my feet And it's never the time, boy You've had too much wine To stumble up my street Well, it isn't a problem Nothin' we can't keep Between the sheets Tell me you're mine, boy But I will not wait For other bedtime treats Is it something you lack When I'm down on my back Is it something That I can do for you So it's something you hate Or it's something you ate Tell me is it the way That I touch you Have you found any way How to shoot any grey Is it just that I'm Much too much for you, oh Don't feed me a line, boy Hear that voice you use Upon the phone And there's no need to be coy That is something you can do Upon your own Well, it isn't problem Nothin' we can't solve So just relax Am I on the wrong train, lover And will I have to Tie you to the tracks Is it something you lack When I'm down on my back Is it something That I can do for you So it's something you hate Or it's something you ate Tell me is it the way That I touch you Have you found any way How to shoot any grey Is it just that I'm Much too much for you, oh I really want you too, oh I really want you too, oh