Bedroom Eyes - Mureau

That girl

I hear her voice from across the room

I see her body up close

Her sweat feels just like venom

I hope your boyfriend will never know

All things I wanna do to her

I trace the curves of her body

With my fingertips

We’ll spend our lives in the bedroom

Were gonna lock all the doors

She is the ghost of my hallways

My fingers tracing her movements

We slept in the same tiny bed

I covered all her corners

With my hands

I love to feel her on my skin

I love her sweat on my body

I am a secret she wants to keep

Folded in laundry

Tucked in the sheets

I love her body in my control

I love to feel her on my skin

She is my favorite Friday night

Shes got more curves than a canyon road

She calls when she wants something evil

Im glad to give her just what she needs

Take her straight to the bedroom floor

She stares at me with those bedroom eyes

Bedroom eyes

We’ll spend our lives in the bedroom

Were gonna lock all the doors

She is the ghost of my hallways

My fingers tracing her movements