Appetite

i can only hope
that the bitemarks on your neck,
and the rugburn on your knees,
and the bruises from the rope
on your ankles and your wrists
wont,
girl i hope it don't
get you in a scuffle...
but if it does,
baby call me on the double!
cause i know you got an appetite for trouble
oh and baby, you know i'm the main course.
we never measure the liquor
we ain't got time to
add up the figures
ain't no clock watching
cause all i'm watching is your figure
under me, over me,beside me
dripping, dripping...
and i'm too far gone and tripping
but i really hope, i really hope
that this wont get you in a scuffle
but if it does
baby call me on the double!
cause i know you got an appetite for trouble
oh and baby, you know that i'm the main course.