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1. Who are you?
What I am is what I am, you what you are or what?
Eddie Brickell and the new bohemians, what I am
2. What do you look like?
I see myself when I look at you
Heavy Young Heathens, Jackie Come Lately
3. What's your secret?
I'll be in the sky
B.O.B, I'll Be in the Sky
4. What do you want to be?
Please. Be. Here. Now
Ray LaMontauge, Be here now
5. What can you do?
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
R.Kelly, I Believe I Can Fly
6. What can't you do?
No, I can't stop lovin' you
Phil Collins, Can't Stop Loving You
7. Where do you live?
On the street where she lives
Mr. Hudson, On the Street Where You Live
8. What is love?
So can you understand?
Why I want a daughter while I'm still young
I wanna hold her hand
And show her some beauty
The GoddessWhen she walks her hips sway like a hypnotist's watchMore Like This
All the men stare and follow her lure wherever she goes
When she turns to them her perky breasts call out
Instincts take over, friends become foes before her
The men tustle to get their chance with the goddess
Standing before her gaze they see wanton eyes
Her lush lips say hello and ask their names
The men tell her all about themselves
There is little truth to the stories they tell
They must stand out above their rivals
They must taste her sex appeal
They must continue talking
They ask her nothing of herself
They feel they've seen all she has to offer
They'll never really know what's held within her body
That the heart behind her bosom is filled with love and poetry
IndestructibleYou stare at me with eyes full of desire shadowed by a need to test my resolve. Your touch burns my skin as you grab my hand pulling me on top to command me in what to doMore Like This
I seek out your neck, teeth scraping before I bite my blood racing as you mewl from the shock of pleasure that travels to your center, where I so desperately want to be
Breath washes hot against my ear, gasping breaths ordering me what to do so precise like a general of war and I will let you conquer me
Fingers thread through my curls, gripping tightly as you rock your hips against my thigh and I seek out your lips only to get bit there can be only one general in this battle and I obey
How long do you strain against my lips and tongue, how long do you moan at the bite of my teeth before slapping a hand out?
I see no clear desire in those shadowed eyes now, only calculation which I try to ignore as you rise and tell me to go to your room my blood cools and I start to shiver, so desper