Blanka - Guilty

Boy, you got me guilty, guilty of your love
Boy, you got me guilty of your love
Give me all your pleasure, bliss me with your touch
Boy, you got me guilty of your love

Yeah, I think that I might
Get a little bit bad for the night
Come teach me your anatomy, uh
Get back to the bone
You know what I need when I don't
So put your hands all over me
Cough me up, I'll do the time
Gotta let me finish, oh I can't resist it
This might be the perfect crime
And I might be selfish
But I can't help it

Boy you got me guilty
Guilty of your love
Boy you got me guilty of your love
Give me all your pleasure
Bliss me with your touch
Boy you got me guilty of your love

I go chase for your heart
Got that big energy, oh my god
I can't get guilty on my own
Take it off
From the pants to the tank to the top
I'll leave you scarred like Al Capone
This might be the perfect crime
And I might be selfish
But I can't help it
Boy you got me guilty
Guilty of your love

Boy you got me guilty of your love
Give me all your pleasure
Piss me with your touch
Boy you got me guilty of your love

But you got me guilty of your love
But you got me guilty of your love