Mona Lisa

Oh,  my body is a pistol and my sex a lethal weapon,
i know you like to play the dangerous but i am the bad one here,
i want to inject you with my ammo,
will you resist, i got a high caliber,
whole artilery.
 
Hooouh, houuh, exorcise the demon in my gun,
saint watter or crucifics wont help,
hooooouh only your mouth.
 
Do you wanna die in the hug of passion,
i am not a counterfeit,
i am like Mona Lisa,
dangerous in mystery, so beautiful,
as God, you can fuck me in gallery,
Michelangelo will get us done.
 
Tie me with your velvet rope,
my reservoir is full,
do you believe in redemption,
i can do it with my art, of sex,
i am a sinner, with cavalery,
promise me when we are done dont let me hang here in Louvre.
 
Hooouh, houuh, exorcise the demon in my gun,
saint watter or crucifics wont help,
hooooouh only your mouth.
 
Do you wanna die in the hug of passion,
i am not a counterfeit,
i am like Mona Lisa,
dangerous in mystery, so beautiful,
as God, you can fuck me in gallery,
Michelangelo will get us done.
 
Our portrait is almost done,
a perfection in notion of connection,
a pure art of our bodies ,
your lips wont be forgotten,
an apple of sin, and we are biting in,
a graceful moves of the hand,
perfectly caught in moment,
our act of love will be history.
 
*Note: This is supposed to be song lyrics but i find it approperiate to put it in this category cuz the point of this is in sex.