Love Song for No One

When I get home, I’m gonna rip off all your clothes.
I’m gonna do those little things that I know you love the most.
I’m gonna pull that hair until I make you moan.
I’m gonna teach you some tricks that I know you’ve never known.
So get out the whips with the slick leather tips.
I’ll tie you to the bed by your sweet young wrists
and kiss you up and down.
Yeah, I know it’s been long, so it can’t be wrong
if we just lie in bed till our faces turn red from makin’ it all week long.
So when I get home, you better be ready for this.
When I get home, you better be ready for a week long trip.
Your bed or mine, we can do it anytime.
We can even take the kitchen, that’d be just fine, as long as we’re doin’ it.
Cause two months is to long and you wanna keep strong.
So I'm gonna jump your bones the second I get home.
and love you through and through.
When I get home.
When I get home.
When I get home, I'm gonna rip off all your clothes.
I'm gonna do those little things I know you love the most.
Gonna pull that hair until I make you moan.
I’m gonna teach you some tricks that I know, you've never known.