I'm not looking for a man of perfection
Just a man with the right intention
I want somebody who moves me slow
Not an idiot who puts on a show I want to look into his eyes
And all his lips never tell me lies
I want to crawl under his skin
Watch him bleed till he lets me in You're no exception to the rule
You're no genius to have me fooled So you think you can place your hands on my thighs
And ride my skirt a little high
Did i say you can, did I give you permission
I'm not for sale or free admission I want to look into his eyes
And all his lips never tell me lies
I want to crawl under his skin
Watch him bleed till he lets me in You're no exception to the rule
You're no genius to have me fooled