Matthew Koma - Voyeur lyrics

Oh Oh! Oh Oh! Oh Oh! Oh Oh! She thros his arms arounds her neck Drink him like he is Jesus The broken neon sign outsides spies like a voyeur through the gla** She smokes her cigarettes and goes inside his leather wallet Flips by the picture of his wife to get two Benjamin and rent He takes her to the train on Ess** He leavs her with his coat and ethics He sees her in the head lights When his face turns Why was her body like OH! OH! Was she on ya like OH! OH! Tell me did she taste like sweet surrender Was it hot to think I knew?