Plume Giant Back Porch
Back porch, her hair's all a mess.
Turn round, I'll untie your dress.
No one's awake, we're alive
Brushin her shoulder to my side.
Oh my god, She's mine!
Back porch, her song's like a robin
Black sky can hear her heart throbbin
Shiver & shake off your leave
Tell me that I'm what you need --
Oh my god, I'm hers!
