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Crazy train
Crazy train
My mind is going crazy, you're always on my brain, racing through my fantasies like some unstoppable crazy train
I can't control where we go, there's no way for me to steer, I have no clue of our destination, I only know i need you near
Racing to a fantasy, we play it out within my dreams, then we hurtle off to the next one, well at least that's how it seems
From dress up to bondage and all forms of kinky, sexy play, I can't stop thinking of you, right throughout my working day
Knowing every kinky thought, will produce a fantasy in rhyme, I can't stop writing, they're about you all the time
My perfect Rose, my sexy dream girl, the one i just adore, you fill my dreams with happiness, no boy could want you more
I wish upon the first star at night, I wish on it hoping that it's true, I would only want one wish, to simply be with you
For you to step out of my dreams, put the brakes on this crazy train, be there when I wake up and not be just a poem in my brain
But I know that's unlikely, so there's one choice that must remain, take my hand and climb aboard, let's ride this crazy train
Ron
My mind is going crazy, you're always on my brain, racing through my fantasies like some unstoppable crazy train
I can't control where we go, there's no way for me to steer, I have no clue of our destination, I only know i need you near
Racing to a fantasy, we play it out within my dreams, then we hurtle off to the next one, well at least that's how it seems
From dress up to bondage and all forms of kinky, sexy play, I can't stop thinking of you, right throughout my working day
Knowing every kinky thought, will produce a fantasy in rhyme, I can't stop writing, they're about you all the time
My perfect Rose, my sexy dream girl, the one i just adore, you fill my dreams with happiness, no boy could want you more
I wish upon the first star at night, I wish on it hoping that it's true, I would only want one wish, to simply be with you
For you to step out of my dreams, put the brakes on this crazy train, be there when I wake up and not be just a poem in my brain
But I know that's unlikely, so there's one choice that must remain, take my hand and climb aboard, let's ride this crazy train
Ron
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