Mr. Right

I'll pour a glass of bourbon
and I'll dim the bedroom light
you look so sweet and kissable
and delectable tonight
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Your neck is looking lovely, Dear
a masterpiece, in fact
I promise I won't mess up your hair
or breach our sacred pact

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I know my hands are freezing cold
and my tan is pretty weak
but I'll stay until the morning sun
and bite your blushing cheek
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I might leave a mark or two
but don't pretend you mind
I know you like it when I'm rough
you're not the subtle kind
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Come curl up close, my mortal babe,
enjoy the moonlight gleam
I love you so, even in death
I'm inside your bloodstream
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I'm not like the other guys
I'll never lie or cheat
There's nothing I would rather do
than drag you underneath the sheet
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I may have to skip the garlic bread
when I take you on a date
but that leaves room for late night snacks
where you're the one that's ate
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I see you hung a mirror up
but my reflection won't be there
you'll have to tell me how I look
while I'm pulling on your hair
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I don't reflect, I don't do sun
and silver makes me sore
but watch how fast I run downstairs
to pin you to the floor
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Your pulse is dancing violently
against my fangs tonight
forget your boring human ex
you know I'm Mr. Right
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So, let me nibble on your neck
I know what you like best
You'll never be dissatisfied
I never need to rest