Peaches - Trick or Treat Lyrics

I drink a whiskey leap
You lick my crows feet
Straight skirt
Kick wheat
Automatic overheat
Sugar beat
Tastin' sweet
Proposition incomplete
Truth, dare, I don't care
Promise to repeat

Keep my clothes kinky
And hole in the sheet
Never go to bed without a piece of raw meat
Keep my clothes kinky
And hole in the sheet
Never go to bed without a piece of raw meat

You could be my trick
You could be my treat
Discreet
Off the street
Throwin' down the window seat
You could be my trick
You could be my treat
If you be discreet
Off the street
Throwin' back the window seat

In a public tub
You kiss my micro glove
Bubble jet, wont budge
I'm the girl you hate to scrub
Body cup
Fill her up
Competition not enough
Zeus hair
Hes a bear
Diamond in the muff

Keep my clothes kinky
And hole in the sheet
Never go to bed without a piece of raw meat
Keep my clothes kinky
And hole in the sheet
Never go to bed without a piece of raw meat

You could be my trick
You could be my treat
Discreet

Off the street
Throwin' down the window seat
You could be my trick
You could be my treat
If you be discreet
Off the street
Throwin' back the window seat

There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a lot a lotta uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a lot a lotta uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a lot a lotta uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a lot a lotta uh ah

You could be my trick
You could be my treat
Discreet
Off the street
Throwin' down the window seat
You could be my trick
You could be my treat
If you be discreet
Off the street
Throwin' back the window seat

You could be my trick
You could be my treat
You could be my trick
You could be my treat

There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of uh ah
There's nothin' wrong with a little bit of