Machine Gun

Well, the first time that I saw you
I could not speak a word
My tongue was tied in giant knots
And I felt so disturbed
At the feeling rushing through me
The heat inside my veins
At the way my nerve ends tingle
Every time you call my name
I’ve got a lust ignited fever
And I can’t put out the flame
Next time that I saw you
I felt so at ease
You had a languid disposition
I had an willingness to please
And your candy apple red lips
Full of violets and sex