Betsy Wolfe & Jay Armstrong Johnson twisted teeth

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I met my mister as I night walked the park
So sorry to see him so alone in the dark
He was crying because no love would dare to come near
So I kept with his stride and whispered this in his ear
Love those twisted teeth, but I bet you're gentile
Your lips like a sheet, and your tongue supplemental
Then he plunged them inside, and my world split a gate
We made love in the sky and now I'll never escape
He's sucking me dry
He's sucking me dry
I love my mister and he loves my loving
He fits in my family like I fit in his coven
And all of our friends say we look nearly like twins
From the wild in our eyes to the pale of our skins
And our twisted teeth
We make love and its gentile
Our lips like a sheet, but it ain't sentimental
But since he pulled me inside
When it was right as a rape
We made love in the sky and now I'll never escape
He's sucking me dry
He's sucking me dry
He's sucking me (you) dry
(Feel the love, feel the love)
He's sucking me (you) dry
(With love, feel the love)
With our twisted teeth
We make love and its gentile
Our lips like a sheet, making love elemental
We bring others inside with their faces unchanged
They come into our bed but they never escape
We suck them all dry
We suck them all dry
We suck them all dry
We suck them all dry
It's me and my mister for the rest of our life
He's my mister forever, I forever his wife
No doors get locked, and no secrets get hid
Cause I'd die for my mister and in truth...
Die I did
(feel the love, feel the love)
Die I did
(feel the love, feel the love)

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