Pity Sex

Pillow-talk and the kilowatts of energy between us Yellow thoughts and your body on my mind Whisper underneath your breath "Baby, you could be the death of me" Nothingness, and a little mess Sunday sex in your Sunday best Oh, I'm unimpressed with your day of rest And your body on my mind So give it up, give me your body I will be yours, I will be yours So give it up, show me you want me I will be yours, I will be yours Kiss my neck, I'm a nervous wreck I've been waiting for you, baby Hold me close and show me that you're mine Put your hands around my neck "Baby, you could be the death of me" So give it up, give me your body I will be yours, I will be yours So give it up, show me you want me I will be yours, I will be yours So give it up, give me your body I will be yours, I will be yours So give it up, show me you want me I will be yours, I will be yours So give it up, give me your body I will be yours, I will be yours So give it up to me, show me you want me I will be yours, I will be yours