Tag Archives: lust

I’m In Her Kitchen Cooking

I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen cooking
I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen steaming
I’ve got her pot gleaming
I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen cooking
I’m cooking.

Oil her pot, add herb and spice
Try meat and veg, curry and rice
Passion fruit, the scent of fish
Pinch of this, my favourite dish.

I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen cooking
I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen squeezing
Her table laid so pleasing
I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen cooking
I’m cooking.

Add this, add that, roast her oven
Stir it up, toast to heaven
Compliment the chef, new recipe
Mouth-watering, her ecstasy.

I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen cooking
I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen spooning
Her sweet spot swooning
I’m cooking
I’m in her kitchen cooking
I’m cooking.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

On The Tip Of My Tongue

On the tip of my tongue, the switch that turns you on
Just a flick of my tongue, you light up like the sun
Just a click of my tongue, guaranteed to make you come
The ecstasy, all up to me, on the tip of my tongue.

All the men who say they can’t find the way
In the dark, in the cold, in dismay
All the girls who are so hard to please
Can be satisfied with the greatest of ease
Place your tongue on her nerve centre
And to heaven you will send her.

On the tip of my tongue, the switch that turns you on
Just a flick of my tongue, you light up like the sun
Just a click of my tongue, guaranteed to make you come
The ecstasy, all up to me, on the tip of my tongue.

Play it rough, play it smooth, play it slow
I’ve got all the tools to make you glow
My middle leg has done all the walking
Now I’ll let my tongue do the talking
Your every nerve is tense with desire
I’ll release you with a flickering fire.

On the tip of my tongue, the switch that turns you on
Just a flick of my tongue, you light up like the sun
Just a click of my tongue, guaranteed to make you come
The ecstasy, all up to me, on the tip of my tongue.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Good In Bed (But Bad At Love)

You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love
When push comes to shove
You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love.

You regard love as an actor’s part
You play it without really caring
You’ve got it down to a fine art
Making promises and then disappearing;
Lust is easy to satisfy
But love is so hard to make
The man has to be hard to gratify
But tender hearts are so easy to break.

You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love
When push comes to shove
You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love.

Your positions are strong
But your reasoning is weak
Love is a feeling
Not a technique;
You say try this and that
You feel safe in constant motion
You should have been an acrobat
All night you burn your magic potion.

You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love
When push comes to shove
You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love.

When will you face the fact
What you’re doing is wrong
Physical motion is just an empty act
It doesn’t last for long;
The nights are heaven, but the days are hell
In the first light of dawn
You can easily tell
One day you will face life alone.

You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love
When push comes to shove
You’re good, good in bed
But bad at love.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Everybody’s Doing It (revised version)

Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s shoving it, loving it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s using it, juicing it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s shaking it, making it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s funking it, bonking it
Everybody’s doing it
Doing it, doing it, doing it.

Nowadays they say ‘Don’t gather dust;
Oil it up before it starts to rust.’
The rulebook’s gone out of the window
They all want to do it right now
None of them can wait
Tomorrow night is too late
People tell them but they don’t listen
They’re too busy pumping the piston.

Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s shoving it, loving it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s using it, juicing it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s shaking it, making it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s funking it, bonking it
Everybody’s doing it
Doing it, doing it, doing it.

If anyone sees the two of us together
We’ll be in for a season of stormy weather
Always wear a veil over your heart
Mask your emotion or we’ll be forced apart
Shut the door on the rest of the world
Just enough room for a boy and girl
Clandestine meetings satisfy our hearts desire
Forbidden fruit eaten by a forbidden fire.

Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s shoving it, loving it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s using it, juicing it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s shaking it, making it
Everybody’s doing it
Everybody’s funking it, bonking it
Everybody’s doing it
Doing it, doing it, doing it.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

All The Boys Say

All the boys say
You really like to play
All the boys say
You do it every which way
All the boys say
You are an easy lay.

You know how it is when boys talk
Their mouths go for a very long walk
They mark each one off with a chalk;
You should see them when they compare notes
You should hear them when they boast
The least they say is you’re the most.

All the boys say
You really like to play
All the boys say
You do it every which way
All the boys say
You are an easy lay.

They all want to have their cake and eat it too
None of them would even think of marrying you
They want a virgin wife – and you’re not, are you?
Now they’re jerking on your name to kick up a fuss
One day you’ll wake up and find yourself famous
All your life you’ll never make up for the loss.

All the boys say
You really like to play
All the boys say
You do it every which way
All the boys say
You are an easy lay.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Kissing Cousin

Kissing cousin
You’re one of a dozen
Kissing cousin
Make love to the eleven
Kissing cousin
And you, till you are chosen
Kissing cousin.

Some people would think of us as brother and sister
But I was born to be your lover
It’s been arranged for us to be together;
So let’s make love while we may
There’s no reason for us to delay
We’ll probably end up married anyway.

Kissing cousin
You’re one of a dozen
Kissing cousin
Make love to the eleven
Kissing cousin
And you, till you are chosen
Kissing cousin.

You make eyes at me while sitting next to Mummy
If your father finds out he will kill me
Because I’m the one who’s taken your cherry;
One day they’ll give us a license to mate together
Till then we have to meet undercover
We’ll probably end up married to each other.

Kissing cousin
You’re one of a dozen
Kissing cousin
Make love to the eleven
Kissing cousin
And you, till you are chosen
Kissing cousin.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

I’ve Given My Heart Away

Oh, Lord, what have I done?!!
I’ve given my heart away
He says he will never give it back
Not even on my dying day
Oh, Lord, what have I done?!!
I’ve given my heart away
My life has just begun
Oh, I’ve given my heart away
I’ve given my heart away.

I tried my best to resist
I even pushed him away
But he continued to persist
Made me listen to what he had to say;
First he compared me to the moon
He swore my lips
Were redder than a rose in June
And as for my hips…!!

Oh, Lord, what have I done?!!
I’ve given my heart away
He says he will never give it back
Not even on my dying day
Oh, Lord, what have I done?!!
I’ve given my heart away
My life has just begun
Oh, I’ve given my heart away
I’ve given my heart away.

I told him not to tease me
Not to take advantage of my youth
His hands were beginning to please me
He swore every word was the truth;
He came up with lines I’d never heard
He begged me not make him suffer
I have to take him at his word
I know he will always be my lover.

Oh, Lord, what have I done?!!
I’ve given my heart away
He says he will never give it back
Not even on my dying day
Oh, Lord, what have I done?!!
I’ve given my heart away
My life has just begun
Oh, I’ve given my heart away
I’ve given my heart away.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Hot Arabian Nights

Hot Arabian nights
Full of eastern delights
So many wild sensations
A thousand and one positions
Full of eastern delights
Hot Arabian nights.

Let’s take a stroll behind a sand dune
Spread yourself on my flying carpet
Make love by the light of the silvery moon
Take care you don’t get sand in your moving bit;
You can be my camel
I’ll give you two humps every night
You can be my dancer
I’ll come and sheikh your belly alright.

Hot Arabian nights
Full of eastern delights
So many wild sensations
A thousand and one positions
Full of eastern delights
Hot Arabian nights.

I’ll turn your desert into an oasis
Your satisfaction is full of eastern promise
We’ll picture ourselves for a book of poses
Each one leads to the Garden of Bliss;
I’ll charge at you with my stallion
You can ride it out of sight
You can be my harem
I’ll try a different you every night.

Hot Arabian nights
Full of eastern delights
So many wild sensations
A thousand and one positions
Full of eastern delights
Hot Arabian nights.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Mix It With You

The first time I saw you I knew
Out of a billion girls only you will do
I throw my heart at your feet
Without you my life is incomplete
You make me go soft all over
But my love is hard to be you lover.

I want to
Mix it with you
I need to
Mix it with you
Me in you
Mix it with you
I love to
Mix it with you.

As from now I only live for the future
Your sweet body is all I want to capture
I will give you all you require
I will satisfy your every desire
It was lust at first sight
It will be love at first bite.

I want to
Mix it with you
I need to
Mix it with you
Me in you
Mix it with you
I love to
Mix it with you.

The smooth words flowed from my mouth honey sweet
They flowed through your ears and fired your love heat
As you removed your dress up above your thighs
I saw my whole future flash before my eyes
You leaned forward as you rode on top of me
Your hair cascaded round my face like a willow tree.

I want to
Mix it with you
I need to
Mix it with you
Me in you
Mix it with you
I love to
Mix it with you.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Rosemeen (Rose of Kashmir)

Rosemeen, why are you in England?
What are you doing here?
This is not your soil or your land
Your roots are in Kashmir;
Your skin reminds me of those snow-capped mountains
Your voice reminds me of those singing silver streams
Your eyes remind me of those deep valleys and misty plains
Your lips remind me that your kisses are more than just dreams.

Rosemeen, you are without a peer
Your beauty is beyond compare
The sun smiles when you appear
Songbirds wing through the air
Flowers bloom when you are near
Rosemeen, rose of Kashmir.

Imagine a body that makes every organ thirst
Imagine angels singing a melody so divine
Imagine a face that makes your heart burst
Imagine a rose that’s been watered with wine;
If I could bottle your perfume
I would be a millionaire overnight
If I could plant you in my room
I would love you day and night.

Rosemeen, you are without a peer
Your beauty is beyond compare
The sun smiles when you appear
Songbirds wing through the air
Flowers bloom when you are near
Rosemeen, rose of Kashmir.

There’s not a pear in the world
That has curves like your hips
There’s not a rose in the world
That’s as red as your lips;
There’s a ‘heaven on Earth’ just for you
Go back to Kashmir before you get hurt
I will be waiting there to pick you
And wear you next to my heart.

Rosemeen, you are without a peer
Your beauty is beyond compare
The sun smiles when you appear
Songbirds wing through the air
Flowers bloom when you are near
Rosemeen, rose of Kashmir.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

You’re My Joy, Boy

When I’m near you glances I steal
Can’t you tell the way I feel?
If I could I would voice my emotion
Too shy is the reason for my hesitation
I’m scared I’ll have nothing to say
I’m scared you’ll turn me away
So come on and make that first move
I want you to get into my groove.

You’re my joy, boy
You’ve got my favourite toy
Let’s play together, Joy Boy
Be my lover, Joy Boy
You’re my joy, boy
Oh, boy, you’re such a joy!

When I’m near you I find it hard to breathe
Wish you were over and me underneath
That would satisfy my secret desire
But to dream is all I can aspire
My whole life is in your hands
My heart is yours to command
So come on and make that first move
I want you to get into my groove.

You’re my joy, boy
You’ve got my favourite toy
Let’s play together, Joy Boy
Be my lover, Joy Boy
You’re my joy, boy
Oh, boy, you’re such a joy!

When I’m near you I get butterflies
Wish you were taking me and making me sigh
Dreams that don’t come true waste me away
Last night was like my first dying day
But you can bring me to life again
Just love me once and then love me again
So come on and make that first move
I want you to get into my groove.

You’re my joy, boy
You’ve got my favourite toy
Let’s play together, Joy Boy
Be my lover, Joy Boy
You’re my joy, boy
Oh, boy, you’re such a joy!

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Come To Me

When all the birds have flown
When the sun has gone down
When the stars begin to dot the skies
Then I’ll turn on the love-light in your eyes
I’ll plug into you with my power-source
I’ll generate ecstasy with a tender force
Come to me in the darkest hour of the night
And I’ll spark a flame that burns so bright.

The instruments of love
Played with a push and shove
They sound like a heavenly choir
Making love on a live-wire
Move with me to the rhythm of a tabla drum
Move like a sitar-string when it begins to hum
Come to me in the silent hours of the night
And I’ll make music with your body so hot and tight.

Your favourite food is laid out in bed
Both your mouths will be fully fed
I have the recipes that never fail to please
I have the utensils that pump and squeeze
Roast me slow and steady in your oven
Ah, where does your body end and mine begin?
Come to me in the hungry hours of the night
And I’ll serve you a dish of sweet delight.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.