Lipstick

Lipstick
Fiery red
A different shade
For each and everyone of your different men
Oh your lipstick
On my cheek
Makes me so weak

You can touch me
With your hands
In such a way
Makes me feel like I'm your man
But all it take to turn my head
Is your sweet lips
Painted brightest red

You can whisper
In my ear
Say all of those things
That you know I love to hear
Oh your lipstick
On my cheek
Makes me so weak

Oh your lipstick
fiery red
a different shade
For each and everyone your different men
All it takes to turn my head
Is your sweet lips
Painted brightest red