I Might Like Your Body
    But I Need Your Love

Lier, Lier pants on fire
There is something you desire
Putting desire on your face
Like candy on a string
Trying to convince me
I'm blinded by need
But the fire burns within
And maybe
You'll be nice
And please me
But let the truth be said
I might like to take you to bed
But don't fool yourself
I don't need to
What I need
Is to be loved by you
Something you can't do
Without believing you have some kind of power
    over a fool
Someday you're going to look around
and not find this fool around

By:  Roger Harkness


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