All Right
Pick up your clothes
And walk out in shame, she's coming home
Don't make a peep
Move fast down the hall, I hear her steps
These are the rules
Abide by them all and we will be good
It may feel wrong
But I can assure you I will be yours
You said "all right"
Don't call at home
She might pick it up, it's not my house
But when I call
Don't you ever waste my precious time
These are the rules
We can keep it up as long as we want
Don't make a fuss
I know what you want, quite soon I'll be yours
You said "all right"
Writer/s: Johnny Lerec
