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the coup – i just wanna lay around all day in bed with you lyrics

monday rush i’m sposed to skip
but i just found sunday in your hips
magic in the fingertips and lips
electric touch solar kiss
thoughts wrangled up
legs tangled up
baby do this feel good angled up?
can’t be expressed by a single f-ck
wanna gently caress it and bang it up
and your smile just seems so comfortable
sure wish this clock wasnt functional
sposed to be punctual and not keep the boss waitin’
but the sheets sweatin’ and the cieling’s pulsating
music from the birds and cars with beat
stop pause repeat
the stars release
you know most of my time belongs to the boss
baby hold on tight this is ours to use
i just wanna lay around all day in bed with you x4
givin’ head to you
what time is it? x4
every sober morning with you
is like were drunk at the super 8
were laughing and planning in between
while we recuperate
we communicate with mouths fingers and hands
cell phones with clocks
a thousand free minute plans
lose me in the details
break the codes
’til all the good breakfast spots is closed
rich folks gots to knows
its about controllin’ these minutes
they can party cuz we work ’til our lower back goes
the world outside seems claustrophobic
under cover of you is where my thoughts exploded
now back to our ancient lost aerobics
and the study of how bodies may be tossed and folded
‘sposed to get up for work
and ride on through
but last week he paid me with an i.o.u.
i go to work at nine if he don’t pay me by five
imma burn the place down by five o two
cuz when we give em all of our ticks on the clock
they stack chips on the knot
we get p-ssed on a lot
we need a twist on the plot
but before we head to work
scoot a little to the left
let me kiss on the spot
i just wanna lay around all day in bed with you x5
givin’ head to you
what time is it? x4
babe we gotta go
i know baby
but you know its hard to pull away from you
cuz we go together like grits and cornbread
you silly
you know we stick together like peanut b-tter and jelly
we all over each other like white on rice
h-rny
we be in bed together like bush and hussein
what?
i said, we be in bed together like george w. bush and saddam hussein

- the coup lyrics

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