Screeching Weasel Too Worked Up

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Each night i see her there. the window shows her
There. but she said it’s all-right if i watch her every
Night as she lays down and goes to work while
I hope for a glimpse of what she will not let me
Have between her thighs. puts on a show for me;
A movie just for me. she says „look but don’t touch”
But she’s asking too much. if she’d just let me walk
Across the street i’d finally get more than a peek at
What’s there in between her thighs. she’s moving
Faster now; i’m moving faster now. thoughts about
My face inside her thighs’ embrace are dancing in
My brain. i get worked up, i get too worked up
Wanting, needing what’s there between her thighs