Death By Stereo Anything Goes
I've been thinkin bout Thinkin bout sex Always hungry for somethin That I havent had yet Well maybe baby, you got somethin to lose Well I got somethin I got somethin for you
My way, your way Anything goes tonight My way, your way Anything goes
Panties round your knees With your ass in debris Doing that grind with a push and a squeeze Tied up, tied down, Up against the wall Be my rubbermade baby And we can do it all
My way, your way Anything goes tonight
