Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Erotic Market, artist - Erotic Market. Date of issue: 01.04.2013
Song language: English
Erotic Market |
| Fire fire fire |
| gee, what’s this desire, sire, sire |
| I should 've brought somme water water water |
| to put out your fire fire fire |
| water water water |
| here comes another danger danger danger |
| i' should 've worn my sweater sweater sweater |
| to soak up my water water water |
| windy windy windy |
| here you come blowing |
| at me sweety, honey, |
| why do you want to dry me, dry, dry me, |
| i’m turned on |
| and hairy, hairy, hairy |
| There’s a rose between my thighs |
| you’ve planted it tomorrow night |
| My belly’s rolling with the tides |
| it’s growing big, its' getting high |
| A horse is rustling in my eyes |
| come give to me that full cream ride |
| you ought to have some ice nearby |
| this is no joke i’m burning like |
| Fire fire fire |
| gee, what’s this desire, sire, sire |
| I should 've brought somme water water water |
| to put out your fire fire fire |
| water water water |
| here comes another danger danger danger |
| i' should 've worn my sweater sweater sweater |
| to soak up my water water water |
| widy windy windy |
| here you come blowing |
| at me sweety, honey, |
| why do you want to dry me, dry, dry me, |
| i’m all turned on |
| and hairy, hairy, hairy |
| There’s a thorn stuck in my eyes |
| you’ll pick it up that precious night |
| My tummy 's puking dragonflies |
| it’s getting sick, it’s growing wild |
| I fear no snake, I fear no bite |
| I’ll let your tongue whisper its lies |
| better get ready to be electrified |
| this is no joke i’ll hit you like |
| Thunder, thunder thunder |
| Use up your light conductor, ductor, ductor |
| and take it to the wire, wire, wire |
| Time to be brave you sucker, teaser, sucker |
| wire, wire, wire |
| getting to near from my water, water, water |
| i should 've brought my cutters, cutters, cutters |
| to avoid that fire, fire, fire |
| Silly, silly billy |
| here you come blowing at me sweety, honey |
| you’re just making it more risquy, risquy, risquy |
| i’m all messed up and horny horny, horny |
| There is you caught in my ply |
| You’ve been hooked tomorrow night |
| My belly’s filling with your sigh |
| It’s growing big but it’s getting light |
| A source is flowing in my eyes |
| come give to me that sugar-pride |
| you ought to have a tumble dry |
| this is no joke i’m sweating like |
| a sinner, sinner, sinner |
| kneeling down for prayer, prayer, prayer |
| like a wrestler, wrestler, wrestler |
| fighting for a treasure |
| like a hustler, hustler, hustler |
| working hard for your pleasure |
| like a weather, weather, weather |
| bound to set on my temper, temper, temper |