The way you would ride me

Mr. Man
Mr. Lover
Mr. Man who i would marry
Who's babies i would
Gladly
Carry
Again and again and again and again

The way you would ride me
The way i would ride you...
Moments i think about
Every time i'm with another brother
Who may seem similar
Whose touch is familiar
But doesn't quite meet your criteria
Every time...
I think of another

The way you would ride me
The way i would ride you...
Moments i think about
Every time i feel another's caress
Whenever he grabs on my chest
And tries to squeeze,
Like you squeezed...
I need some of that Marvin Gaye,
That Sexual Healing, i still can't quite get the feeling...

The way you would ride me
The way i would ride you...
Moments i think about
When he comes over and tries to get freaky
Feeling on my panties to check if they're sticky
Putting his ear to my mouth to hear my heavy breathing
He'd do his best, but it still wasn't the same thing...
Every time...
I think of another

The way you would ride me
The way i would ride you...
Moments i think about.


© Wairema Mathenge.