Balloon - March 2017

So I drape my wrists over her bony hips And I touch her thighs with my warm fingertips Then I send my mouth towards her soft blue shoulders Let's jumble on this, ooh, ooh And I brush her feet with the tops of my toes Now I'm breathing deep down the length of my nose Then I put my tongue on her white wet molar Let's jumble on this, ooh, ooh You can't get your flatmate to leave you no doubt So book a budget hotel and suck his brains right out Jumble on this Let's jumble on this But she turns away, and pretends she's asleep So I watch the walls and they stare back at me Now I've lost my cool so I roll back over Let's jumble on this, ooh, ooh You look like the type who is looking for juice So why not jump on his donkey and let it all hang lose Jumble on this Let's jumble on this Let's jumble on this Let's jumble on this Let's jumble on this Let's jumble on this Let's jumble on this Let's jumble on this