Beatriz

I know damn well I’m no saint, but I’m not trying to be one either
Especially not today when your legs are talking to me, telling me they want to get it on
You know there’s room in my bed, and I can’t say no to you
Tonight you’re gonna be my little devil and I
Your 666, let’s turn your skin into hell

I want to explode your body, like a gold mine
Explore your curves, like I’m chasing a meteor
I know I could end up dead, searching for your treasure
But it’s worth the risk, it’s the difference between pirates and parrots

She bites her lip when I touch her, slowly shedding her clothes
She looks at me and knows I’m losing it
Crazy because I can’t have her or maybe I shouldn’t
In these walls, there are no lights, and if there were, it wouldn’t matter anymore

I know there’s been fire between us for a while
And I won’t calm down until she asks me to
I want to paint you like Salvador, the sweat and your scent, babe
Open the gates of Rome and I’ll walk right in
Wild, I’m gonna pluck your petals
Until I know if you love me or not, just know I’m made for you
Because you’re a little devil and tonight I can be your Tartarus

And it’s been so long since we should’ve done what we’re about to do
That when it happens, I swear I won’t believe it
We’re gonna stay up together until dawn
And then again... And then again
Maybe the booze and the smoke had something to do with it
Or maybe it was just the desire that made time disappear
Either way, I know damn well you’re gonna come back
And then again... And then again

I know damn well I’m no saint, but I’m not trying to be one either
Especially not today when your legs are talking to me, telling me they want to get it on
You know there’s room in my bed, and I can’t say no to you
Tonight you’re gonna be my little devil and I
Your 666, let’s turn your skin into hell

I want to be number one on your stress relief list
Don’t think twice before
Calling me even if it’s past three
In any of the four seasons, and wherever you are
In five minutes, I’ll be right there

We’ll keep going until it’s
Six and at seven we start again
Devil, the eighth wonder of the world is watching you move
I’d live in each of the nine

Circles of hell in your body, a perfect ten
After eleven, the photos come that drive me wild
And not going to get you is harder than
Completing the twelve labors of Hercules

I could say some dirty things, but I know you get me that way
And if you don’t, I have thirteen reasons why
It’s better for you to stay with me
I’ll wait for you on February fourteenth or any other day of any month
Because not even in fifteen springs could I
Get your face out of my mind when you bite your lip

I know damn well I’m no saint, but I’m not trying to be one either
Especially not today when your legs are talking to me, telling me they want to get it on
You know there’s room in my bed, and I can’t say no to you
Tonight you’re gonna be my little devil and I
Your 666, let’s turn your skin into hell

Let’s turn your skin into hell because
It’s hot in here and I know
That if I get closer and I see you and you see me
It’s gonna end up like last time.