D*ggy Style

I'm sleeping doggy oggy

oggy oggy style.

Dark of night is hiding almost everything from sight.

Salty summer scent is mixing with the fading light.

Way too open, way too close,

crossing every mile. Just a heavy slipping for a little while.

I'm sleeping doggy oggy

oggy oggy style.

Take your time, don't rush the edge,

use your only chance.

Bodies getting heavy in the fever of the dance.

Eyes are tightly shut,

dropping the complete profile.

Falling under early, losing focus for a while.

I'm sleeping doggy oggy

oggy oggy style.

Pushing boundaries deeper, crossing over every line.

Stunned by what you see,

but the rhythm makes it fine.

Keep it in the dark,

hiding with a little smile.

Promise not a word about it for a long,

long while.

I'm sleeping doggy oggy

oggy oggy style.