Waking Hour

Mariami
In the waking hour I see your face.
In the waking hour I feel your (oh).
In the waking hour feel my body race.
In the waking hour.
Baby I see that the game is unspoken so if you play with me.
I don't need nothing broken.
I've got patience you see.
And I don't mean to preach that's it's a man's world baby.
But a woman will teach you to believe.

George Watsky
You’re in the bed in that pretty little thong.
With a ribbon on it, when I said to pick a song.
You had a feeling for some healing with that marvin gaye.
Begins with let’s, ends with get it on.
I get it. you’re ready to fuck.
And it’s time for me to let it erupt.
But. I got a confession to make.
When I get nervous.

I can never get it up.
I gotta get it together, I better meditate.
I want to set it straight.
I gotta separate the passion I had.
From the fear that came.
Alone i get a boner when I hear your name.
But when I’m near the game, I veer to shame.
Clearly, my dear it appears the same.

Severely lame!
My genitals flustered-
Make a last stand like general custer!
I’d take a cluster fuck or a just some animal lust.
I know you’re looking for a man who can thrust
(trust) i was in the sack with a faster women than danica patrick.

When i had a panic attack.
I can never fake it, I make another mistake.
And I’m aching and so I pray to the have the pastor take.
An erection collection and pass the plate.
But no one donated, so I had to masturbate.
I know the girls want it.

I’m close, and if it grows i can put a condom on it.
Her moan is onomatopoetic,
I groan. because my bone is gone as soon as get it.
Got a risky trick, for frisky chicks.
Have a drink, then blame it on whiskey dick.
Wait a couple hours, I’ll be horny good,
and can wake up with a little bit of morningwood.

Mariami
In the waking hour I see your face.
In the waking hour I feel your (oh).
In the waking hour feel my body race.
In the waking hour.
Baby I see that the game is unspoken so if you play with me.
I don't need nothing broken.
I've got patience you see.
And I don't mean to preach that's it's a man's world baby.
But a woman will teach you to believe.

George Watsky
I know that many men are waiting.
To be penetrating.
You think i’m panting.
But i’m hyperventilatin.

I would get to mating but i’m so damn nervous.
I called my dick, but i can’t get service.
The worst is i’m a pervert– I want you.
I’d make harness from your tan brassiere.
Last night i had a fantasy.

We’re banging hanging from the ceiling like a chandelier.
Slip into your chimney singing “santa’s here!”.
But it’s a grand veneer.
Damn, it’s enough to bring a man to tears.
With a hand on my gear.

But a strand full of blanks in my bandoleer.
There are times when I wish it away.
There are nights when I wish i was gay.
It’d be quicker– i go to theater school.
Shit i figure I could stick it to pick of the litter.
Man i’m sick of it.

Want to stick a dick in it, lick a tit.
Get some cliterature, for the illiterate!
Hit it in the middle of the night.
In the waking hour.

When I take a shower, we can strip.
Luckily i studied up on being cuddle buddy.
Would rather have sucker who fronts?
Fucking you once, making ugly grunts?
I’ll be casanova (in a couple of months)
I’m making you mine.

Maybe later for the sake of taking our time.
Tonight we can lie naked.
If you don’t mind waiting.
Give it like five dates and i’ll have your thighs shaking.
I get her in bed and then we’re attending a seminar on a bit of sex ed.

I hope this song proves.
How fast my tongue moves.
Cause it’s true I give the best head.

Mariami
In the waking hour I see your face.
In the waking hour I feel your (oh).
In the waking hour feel my body race.
In the waking hour.
Baby I see that the game is unspoken so if you play with me.
I don't need nothing broken.
I've got patience you see.
And I don't mean to preach that's it's a man's world baby.
But a woman will teach you to believe.