Die In Yer Arms

(Chorus)
Girl I wanna die in your arms tonight
I really don't care about the wrong or right
The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and ripe
I think I'm gonna pick me some and take me a bite

Baby girl looks so good, she walk so mean,
Got a vicious little sway, I think she's semi-obscene
She'll pick your bones clean, oh my god she's so fine,
She's sweeter than the dew out on the grapes on the vine
I'm gonna pick her gonna squeeze her, I'm gonna make me some wine
I'm a drinker till I'm a crazy, I'ma drink till I'm blind
I'm gonna touch her so good, I'm gonna treat her so fine,
I'm gonna make love to her soul, I'm gonna fuck all with her mind

Girl I wanna die in your arms tonight
I really don't care about the wrong or right
The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and ripe
I think I'm gonna pick me some and take me a bite

Baby girl acts so proper, like daddy's little daughter,
A wolf in sheep's clothing leading lambs down to the slaughter
She's looking so young, she's smelling so pretty
She's a junkie on a binge, and her drug is the city
She's a vicious little bitty, attitude is shitty,
If I get my way she's probably gonna come home with me
Talk ain't good for nothing
Eyes are made for crying
Bombs are made for dropping
Your arms ain't made for dying

(Chorus 3x)