I want to make you quiver 

I want to make you moan

I want to make you forget

the time you've spent alone

I want to take you out 

I want to buy you clothes

I want to wash and polish 

your pretty little toes 

I want to see you hungry 

I want to see you feed

on the fruit that grows for you

between my unlocked knees 

I want to feel your body 

I want to make you move

I want to wear nothing but

handcuffs and sexy shoes

I want to taste your honey

I want to taste your love

I want to do everything

your dirty mind can think of