You pour my pleasure cup.
You hold me down like I'm a day dreamer
You blush cause I'm a screamer
That's what you put me through
Hold it in my pocket
Your picture in my wallet
I'm not sure what to call it
Tell me what should I do?
What a believer
Caught your demeaner
You were the screamer
You woke me up....
I want a double shot
Please pour my pleasure cup.
- Sarah G. Van Brocklin
