you tilt your head, expose the vein i like to bite so much
i lick the side of your neck, leaving a wet trail
i could swear the salt crystals shine on your neck
the light is dim with cigarette smoke but i still see your inviting smile
you hold the lemon between your soft lips
leaning in closer to me you give me the look that turns me on
i raise the glass and throw back another
i only need one more to forget her and take you home instead.