My Little Darling
Twirling, swirling
Spinning, dipping
Falling, enthralling
Lifting, drifting
Gliding, flying
Sweeping, dreaming
For the rest of eternity
Just you, my darling, and me
Lie still, my darling, and rest
Calm yourself and all your worries
I will, my darling, soothe your stress
And put your little mind at ease
Bliss is where we'll be
Sugar and spice and everything nice
You'll be loved unconditionally
Just you, my darling, and me
Twirling, swirling
Spinning, dipping
Falling, enthralling
Lifting, drifting
Gliding, flying
Sweeping, dreaming
For the rest of eternity
Just you, my darling, and me
I know that you’ll warm up
Once I give you a little taste
Not one drop of adoration
Is going to go to waste
I know that’ll it’ll hurt at first
But then the pleasure will overcome you
Relax, my dear, let me take it from here
It will be too good to not succumb to
Sighing, crying
Whining, fighting
Moaning, groaning
Thrashing, gnashing
Heaving, weakening
Protesting, caressing
For the rest of eternity
Just you, my darling, and me
I thought you were smarter than this
Escape’s the path you want to take?
You’ve been so blind, can’t you tell?
That only I love you, not anyone else
To them you’re a shame and disgrace
No one is coming to save you
Let go and release yourself to me
No matter how much you fuss and fight
My little darling, you’ll always be mine
So give to me your every step and leap
Now, stop your hesitating
Silence your complaining
Commence your behaving
Begin your obeying
Join me in guilty ecstasy
Just you, my darling, and me
Twirling, swirling
Spinning, dipping
Falling, enthralling
Lifting, drifting
Gliding, flying
Sweeping, dreaming
For the rest of eternity
Just you, my darling, and me.
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