Sexting

from Bored Games by Passion Party

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(V1)
Sexting...
It’s the next best thing
To physical contact
Whimsical want ads
Are depressing..

That’s why I contract
My smart phone
And start the night alone
Undressing...

Caressing myself
And my virtual keyboard
Expressing my wealth
Of verbiage...
BE WARNED!

I can do what I please
Once conversation seems sore
Converting my pleas
Into a Plesiosaur

Bringing words back from the dead
EXTINCT!
Typing, idling
Even though my
BREATH STINKS

She’ll never smell it
From my grill as I expel it
I can form-aldehyde
My pride
By auto-check-spellin' it

“Boobs” become “Broods”
“You” becomes “Used”
“Slap” becomes “Scrap”
And I leave her confused

Her “Kiss” becomes “Crisp”
And “Tits” become “This”
WTF?
How does “Penis”
Become “Phoenix?”

These wrists
Are well trained
In more ways than one
Left hand on my phone
Right hand on my junk

I’m the middle man
between our two data plans
I’ll use a semi-colon
And a parenthesis
To make her RANDY

(Chorus)
There's something that turns me on
Hands are shaking, it won't be long
I sent a text but babe it sure is getting late

Don't keep me up all night
You know just what i like
Proper punctuation and strong emot-ication

Nothing better than what we've got
One and one, you do the math
And I can hit on you while I sit on my ass.
(End Chorus)

(V2)
Things are gettin' hot and heavy
I’m stocked up a with a straight chub
Cocked and ready

In my basement rocking a face-plug
Tossing confetti
Once I climax
I’ll bust
A lot of spaghetti

I'm a slave to the smart phone
Instagramming
A picture speaks
A thousand words
And my hands are clammy

"Touch sensitive"
Has to stand for something
The text that she hands me
Has me handy, get it!?

Yeah I took thurr
It's a party up in hurr
Her messages
Straight stand up my fur

The steam on the mirror
Reminds me of her curves
Read the sign on the door
DO NOT DISTURB..

(Chorus)
There's something that turns me on
Hands are shaking, it won't be long
I sent a text but babe it sure is getting late

Don't keep me up all night
You know just what i like
Proper punctuation and strong emot-ication

Nothing better than what we've got
One and one, you do the math
And I can hit on you while I sit on my ass.
(End Chorus)

credits

from Bored Games, released September 29, 2015
Written by Tim Stiles
Co-written by Adam Drew
Produced by Adam Drew
Feat. Timmy Conroy (Vocals & Trumpet)

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Tim Stiles Seattle, Washington

Tim Stiles is an independent hip-hop artist residing in Seattle, WA--historically known as the lead vocalist/rapper of the satirical hip hop band, Passion Party. Tim is no one trick pony. He’s a clever, crafty wordsmith in his own right with an ability to adapt to just about any concept or genre. ... more

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