Kama Sutra

If what we have boils down to fire
Our bed is turning to ash
What you have drives me crazy
What I have is to get you in the mood

If what we have boils down to fire
Our bed is turning to ash
What you have drives me crazy
What I have is to get you in the mood

You and I, naked bodies
There's no place or time
Even outside the house
Any floor becomes my room

It's pure madness
Like Kama Sutra
Scratching you up to the waist
Strolling on your body
I pull your hair
Grant three wishes
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you

It's pure madness
Like Kama Sutra
Scratching you up to the waist
Strolling on your body
I pull your hair
Grant three wishes
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you

If what we have boils down to fire
Our bed is turning to ash
What you have drives me crazy
What I have is to get you in the mood

If what we have boils down to fire
Our bed is turning to ash
What you have drives me crazy
What I have is to get you in the mood

You and I, naked bodies
There's no place or time
Even outside the house
Any floor becomes my room

It's pure madness
Like Kama Sutra
Scratching you up to the waist
Strolling on your body
I pull your hair
Grant three wishes
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you

It's pure madness
Like Kama Sutra
Scratching you up to the waist
Strolling on your body
I pull your hair
Grant three wishes
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you
I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you

I hold you, squeeze you, and kiss you