PERCHED PARCHED BUTTERFLY

Mr. B(right)

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the most voluptuous trance of the century

meets the guiltiest dance in reverie

pigeon-toed two left feet

kissy eyes at every meet and greet

and the boy is a noun, a verb, a need

and you know it as much as you know me

electric dancer of the night and of the mind

what makes you think his rounds in your heart

will be so kind?

what makes you think his rounds in your heart

will be so kind?

lava, sliding down the forehead and the neck

to gather itself together around his jawline and you check

behind you to see if he's looking at another

but he doesn't see anyone else like you in this mother fucker

or did i mean a dance floor?

just now meeting him and you want to say "I'm yours"

girl you will get in trouble twisting yourself up

in this beautiful boy's pretty little hiccup

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his eyes mirror exactly what you're feeling

despite the ways in which he sends you reeling

your composure that of a lioness

but you have not the grace like a femme fatale prowess

his finesse sends an electric shock through his fingertips

all you can think about is how much you want some magic tricks

to get you swept up in his chiseled brown arms

you want to kiss all over him in cities, suburbs, farms

hell it doesn't matter the time of the day

the week, the hour, the rates at which you come to stay

waiting around for the boy who calls you his angel

waiting around for the boy who blooms in every angle

inside and outside and outside and inside

his beauty decides to hang on for every single ride

no matter what you do, you can't jump through the hoops

no matter what you do, all his words still play on loops

and ooooooh one more month and you've got him in your gaze

smooth white Christmas morning with a little fire ablaze

bathrobes because the night before this morning all hell broke loose

between summery legs and bodies in your bathtub, love in the caboose

one more month and you'll have the world's best teddy bear again

a wonderful present to wait for time and time again

everything will end and begin with him again

because you can't deny that you soar because of him again and again

you're smitten with a boy who's smitten with you

don't think about the future, just what's right now for you

baby boy with the puppy eyes and the vampire bite's got you

right where he wants you, where he needs you, where you can be you

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you know better than that

though we all start to clap

we all know you're unsure of all that

we all know you're unsure to let him clap

you love him but what if he touches you bad

you love him but what if he tries to dad

you love him but you still care too much

you love him but should you take his touch

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but when December hits

when every child trips

over presents and ho-ho-ho

let's hang up this mistletoe

there he is again and again

showing up at your place again

letting you be yourself again

letting his arms create a home for you again

again again again