AbsoluteTerritory

Absolute Territory - Ken Ashcorp

She's got a fetish for fine art

A pair of knee socks and an oversized sweatshirt

She goes right to my heart

She comes a'knocking with her stocking and I get hurt

I get the feeling I'm in deep

Troubled waters but they're only thigh high

This kind of girl don't get no sleep

Don't wake your father skip the starters strap those garters up

Oh my my

Checkered pattern on your skirt

I see you flaunting see you taunting it's so sickening

I can't resist the way you flirt

I should be dead but my heartbeat's quickening

I get the feeling less is more

It's an excuse just to shake your little derrière

That ratio a perfect score

A girl's status is measured by her denier

Lie down baby

Arch your back now

Maybe you can help me get what I want

Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine

It's all about the game and what you flaunt

Yeah I know that there's no pleasing you

When you know that you're not teasing me

She's an absolute terror for absolute territory

You're so hotly contested here's a tip

You should rename your thighs to the gaza strip

That's it baby take control

You're so enticing mesmerizing don't know how to react

You're gonna steal my very soul

More manslaughter than the third impact yeah

I see you strutting in that pleat

Double taking yeah I'm shaking and you know it shows

This kind of girl just can't be beat

She whispers in my ear

Take off your clothes

Lie down baby

Arch your back now

Maybe you can help me get what I want

Oh curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine

It's all about the game and what you flaunt

Yeah I know that there's no pleasing you

When you know that you're not teasing me

She's an absolute terror for absolute territory