Baby when I get into your thighs
Baby when I get into your thighs
I get a femur, I get a femur.
Baby when I get into your thighs
Baby when I get into your thighs
I get a femur, I get a femur from your thighs.
Baby when I look into your eyes
Baby when I look into your eyes
I see your cones, I see your cones.
Baby when I look into your eyes
Baby when I look into your eyes
I see your cones, I see the cones inside your eyes.
I see the cones inside your eyes.
When I'm deep inside you, seems to mesmerize me.
I almost don't remember to anesthetize you.
Baby when I get into your arms
Baby when I get into your arms
I see your humerus, I see your humerus.
Baby when I get into your arms
Baby when I get into your arms
I see your humerus, I see your humerus in your arms.
I see your humerus in your arms.
When I'm deep inside you, seems to mesmerize me.
I almost don't remember to anesthetize you.
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024