Paginas Pegadas

Pure and innocent, angelic, her innocence draws me in
It's something immoral
I want to take you out, buy you toys and talk
She's young, she's a girl, she's underage
Nothing justifies stopping the gaze, I’ll never hurt you
Let’s play doctor, just play around

Sleepless nights, rituals in your honor
Magazines with your photos, secrets from the drawer
Stuck pages, my hand out of control
Melted pearl juice just for you
On your stomach, you’ll feel it, natural glue dripping down
Condensed milk of passion
With you, I’ve had a thousand nights of pleasure
And we’ll never really know each other

Pure and innocent, angelic, her innocence draws me in
It's something immoral
Doll from the TV, the dumber, the better
Strutting, smiling, she glances as she walks by
She plays the fool, and I like it more
There are vices I can’t shake off
Anytime is the right time, anywhere is the right place