She sits on the shore
Her legs open to the sea
Hoping something cleaner washes in. the boats offshore
They moan in heat, dragging their ass on the ocean floor
Oh please just give us a little more of that love we bore our mattress for
The tide it cums and comes and cums and she is wet with waiting
Overwhelming sexual tension has readied her for such situation
Her sloppy dock has been torn open again and again for me
And we will not remain affectionless
What the fuck were you thinking bringing her this rotted beachwood
You should have known it wouldn't have been good for you
Its no good for anyone
But, there is no good in anyone