Confessions of A Leather Huffer

lyrics by L.J. Van Konigsblauw

Hear my confession,
Pretty baby-
It's my obsession!
So don't say, "maybe?"

I've got to feel you,
To run my hands along
That long black heaven-
So good to be so wrong-

(bridge)
Don't wanna help myself!
I've got no reason, no rhyme-
Bury my face in your leather,
It gets me every time-
(chorus)
you put my senses in overdrive,
it's an occasion to sin-
the scent of the skin on your skin on my skin (on my skin)

The heat of your gloved hand,
It puts me on my knees-
Don't wanna be a strong man!
You've got me begging to please-

How you control me,
Drawing my blindfold on-
And now console me,
Pull your leather on?

(bridge)
Don't wanna help myself!
I've got no reason, no rhyme-
Bury my face in your leather,
It gets me every time-
(chorus)
you put my senses in overdrive,
it's an occasion to sin-
the scent of the skin on your skin on my skin (on my skin)

(repeat ad infinitum)
the scent of the skin on your skin on my skin (on my skin)

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