Bedtime Story

Like a bee to a blossom Moth to a flame He comes round here often Let me tell you a secret Promise me you'll keep it And I'll try to explain If I could be a saint or a sinner I'd probably be your first class winner I shoot that arrow to your heart And soon you'll be my favourite part Of my b-b-b-b-bedtime story Shining bright in all of its glory I'll paint the picture to your brain And soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game (That's only part of the story) Like a light from a candle Burns all the same Cuz its too hot to handle Let me tell you a secret Even Eros don't believe it So here we go again If I could be a saint or a sinner I'd probably be your first class winner I shoot that arrow to your heart And soon you'll be my favourite part Of my b-b-b-b-bedtime story Shining bright in all of its glory I'll paint the picture to your brain And soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game Soon you'll be my favourite game