You can show me your breast

Beat me to death 
pound your chest 
it doesn't matter if you show me your breast 
that wont change the fact 
lay on the bed spread your legs 
lay on your back expose your crack of your ass 
that kind of stuff want get me back
take your time drink a little wine 
and think about all the things you done 
you can be naked I don't care 
you can dress in a thong 
tell me it mine you want me to hit it one more time
you can scream tell me to come on
you can dance on a pole 
in my heart I know 
you're lonely and only if you didn't do the thing you done 
we be together