Si alguien conoce una manera más padre de cantarle al voyeurismo y a la masturbación femenina, avíseme. Y sobre todo el Crash Into Me, es la manera más chingona, así, chingona, de llamar al orgasmo femenino. Huy, que rico. Y tú, ¿cuándo volverás a chocar conmigo?
Crash Into Me/Dave Matthews Band
You've got your ball
You've got your chain
Tied to me tight tie me up again
Who's got their claws
In you my friend
Into your heart
I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
And sweet you roll
Lost for you
I'm so lost for you
You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boy's dream
In a boy's dream
Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boy's dream
In a boy's dream
If I've gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
To forgive me
In my haste
When I'm holding you so girl
Close to me
Oh and you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show your world to me
In a boy's dream.. in a boy's dream
Oh I watch you there
Through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
Wear it so well
Tied up and twisted
The way I'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
Into me
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