PARTNER IN CRIME

Your back is arched and so is mine

Your clothes come off at the perfect time

You chop it then I sell it fine

My eyes are just like yours

Deeper and darker than the moon eclipsed by night-time

Whenever we link

Our devils and angels align

As my arms hang off the bedframe

Your hair and the bedsheets intertwine

You and I are just divine

Cruising in a red convertible

Down along the blue coastline