Poor Boy - Tara MacLean

Poor boy

No one on his arm

He’s got tongue for talent

Head off and your feet on

You want it

Hungry now and begging for my skin

You said You said

I feel good all over

You said You said

There’s never been another

Like me Like me

There’s nobody like me

Baby it’s a shame

That you can’t say the same

You wrap me in

Take a look Take a lick mmm

It’s the cure for anything

You want my deepest thoughts

Want to catch me hot

Well, everything’s got their going rate

You said You said…