squeezing on your thighs and
grabbing on your tits while you drive
might not make you feel good
but at least you know you're alive
you wore a helmet inside
i wanna know your design
you're a queen who's descended from a long, regal line
i read your mind and i know how to turn on your lights
i was still married on the day that you came in my life
i let you in and i was hoping you would even the score
but you didn't lean over to unlock my door