Ruthie Foster Follow

Balls To The Wall
Turn Me On
I can`t wait to get you down on the dirty door.
I know it ain`t a place, but come on and close the floor.
I`m coming down for pleasure, for head games all night long.
Yes indead, I wanna have it now, all what you`ve gotta give

I`m coming to the point where I can`t hold myself.
You shouldn`t hold me back; it has to be done.
Please turn me on, turn me on; I can`t hold it.
Please turn me on, turn me on; I explode.

Would bee good to do it in the nice way,
but sorry, I ain`t got no time.
I know you would like some light, but sorry, here`s no lamp.
So please don`t stop the feeling. Please come close to me.
I`ve got to feel your hand to bring it to an end.

I`m coming to the point...

Baby, that was a hot lick, but someone`s banging the door.
Believe me, I`m sorry to stop you, but I`m coming back for more.
It was more than I could ask for. Sorry, babe; I gotta go.
Guess there`s more than two now who wants to break the door.
Please babe, I`ve gotta go. You have been really good.
I know you want some more, but what can I do? Let`s go ahead!

Balls To The Wall
Turn Me On