Lyrics KISS CHASE - Havelock, Connie Constance

KISS CHASE

I’m your straight-shooting stud, your lover
We keep nipped in the bud, in the covers
I love the way you never stay, to be honest babe
Don’t complicate our little phase or the love we’re making
We kiss, no chase
I love the way you taste
We fuck through the day
I hate the mess we make
Crimson blush on the cusp of shaking
Hidden deep in the love we’re making
I can’t forsake your pretty face
And your good manners, babe
I won’t mistake the lust we embrace, an old fallacy
That would be a tragedy (yeah, yeah)
We kiss, no chase
I love the way you taste
We fuck through the day
I hate the mess we make
You know I’ll always be there
You know I’ll always be there
You know I’ll always be there
Even if things go south
You know I’ll always be there
You know I’ll always be there
You know I’ll always be there
Even if things go south
We kiss, no chase
I love the way you taste
We fuck through the day
I hate the mess we make
We kiss, no chase
I love the way you taste
We fuck through the day
I hate the mess we make