Charlotte Martin - Keep Me In Your Pocket lyrics

Sharp move. It's funny how the intuition stabs you I'm headfirst diving off the plank Good Morning. I'm green and mean and have a thousand eyes. One small Thin line is easy to erase all. I'm crossing over Jordan with the Lights off. You better lock the door and not think twice. Push me deep into your English Channel. Your palm sweat - it isn't all that I can handle. I love you, we have an understanding - natural. Please babe bee, bee, keep me in your pocket. (Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Miss it, you're mine Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Miss it, you're mine Yeah) All bets off You kept your b**hes in my Sweet spot And I got dibs and stitches So I feel hot You burn those hallmark cards but Keep my words I want wanna be your cigarette I want wanna be your black jack best I want wanna be your sweater It won't make this feel much better (Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Yeah) Sink your Teeth into the taste of me and Squeeze hard Till you can feel me splitting and you Want more You know I want, you know I want it more. Push me deep into your English channel (Sweet, sweet spot) Your palm sweat - it isn't all that I can handle (Sweet, sweet spot) I love you. We have an understanding - natural. (Sweet, sweet baby) Please baby I want wanna be your cigarette I want wanna be your black jack best I want wanna be your sweater It won't make this feel much better (Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don't let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Yeah)