Marathon - Raheem DeVaughn

As the seconds turn to minutes

As the minutes turn to hours

As the sound of love is hollared

Time just keeps elapsing

And I just keep climaxing

With sweaty palms to say the least

And you know just what to do to curl my toes

When she blows, there I go

I lose all control, and there’s no need for batteries

Once you turned on your lights

I respond to her femininity…

The sweet taste of heaven

I taste when I kiss you

Suga, you fulfill the passion

You make all my daydreams come true

I’m caught in your seduction

U make me less my more and more

When it rains, girl it pours

From the vibe to the core

Now feel your hands stretch my back

As you play in my lap

Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go