Sesame Syrup

Staring at your Kate Moss shower curtain

Lying on the bathroom floor naked

Hiding coke inside all your orange Pixy Stix

You take a rail and spread it on your tit

You've had a long list of lovers

But none of them matter to you, except me

I've had a long list of lovers

But none of them matter to me, except you

Sesame syrup

I heard it a long time ago

Sesame syrup

I heard it a long time ago

There's a small black notebook that you keep hidden

Underneath your bed, I've seen before

It says every dirty thing that you did

With every single boy you've ever been with

You've had a long list of lovers

But none of them matter to you, except me

I've had a long list of lovers

But none of them matter to me, except you

Sesame syrup

I heard it a long time ago

Sesame syrup

I heard it a long time ago

And we fall asleep to the scent

Sleep to the scent of long stemmed roses

Always dreaming of sex

Dreaming of sex on the ceiling

And we sleep to the scent

Sleep to the scent of long stemmed roses

Always dreaming of sex

Dreaming of sex on the ceiling

Sesame syrup

I heard it a long time ago

Sesame syrup

I heard it a long time ago