Mi Ninfomana Mas Bella

I climbed to her rooftop to steal her lingerie
I swam her tides and even tried on her garters
Her perfume pierces through the desires of other days
I looked at her window and found her asleep
How can she be such a slut, how can she be so beautiful
The more I want to get away, the more I feel trapped by her
I stay until tomorrow hidden in her hips
Tearing myself apart in her bed, my most beautiful nymphomania, my most beautiful nymphomania
I went back to my house to drink melancholy
And toast with her memory, waiting for a new day
Flipping through the Kamasutra, I imagine her in every line
Her on top, me below, me below and her on top
How can she be such a bitch, how can she be so hot
I feel like raping her, devouring her whole
I stay until tomorrow to live in her hips
Let her keep giving me hell, my most beautiful nymphomania (repeat)