Plastic Dreams - Jaydee, Shadow Child

I like the innocent type

Deer in the headlight

Rocking me all night

Flexing his might

Doing it right

Keeping me tight

Taking a bite out of the peach tonight

Consider my suspicion

Let’s see if my intuition

Has any volition

'Cause I’m on a mission

For the omission, the competition

And the definition of my position

It’s bitching, it’s bitching, it’s bitching, it’s bitching

Only double A

Thinking triple X

Only double A

Thinking triple X

Only double A

Thinking triple X

Only double A