I keep staring into space....
People don't hate
The area surrounds my mind... I wish I had sunglasses
I keep staring into space... between her boobs.....
I keep noticing the delicate, gentle curves
People don't hate
I gaze like a fool... awaiting the slightest jiggle
I keep staring into space.... beween her boobs
I keep the moist towlettes handy, just because
People don't hate
The moisture may have gone, but not for long
I keep staring into space,,, between her boobs
I know I'll be caught... but like YODA, care I do not
People don't hate
If the world wasn't meant to see, Donatella Versace would be broke
I keep staring into space... between her boobs...