Take me to the place Where you think more and feel lessOr to the bookstore lane Where the choice is endlessI'm only lonely Looking for the right hard copyI'm standing in your doorway Where the humans endlessI'm in my best dress Coming down your legsBeneath the bushes Giving you my best selfI'm in my place now This is not fictionTake off your clothes I wanna look at youAnalyze me now I see you've got my character downAnd yeah I'm pretty complex, complex A little voice with a cut set of lipsI know you're only lonely Beneath the print you just want a good storyWell read me baby from the back Because I'm endlessI like your detached but you make it undressed Beneath the construct academic gatewayI'm in my place now This is not fictionTake off your clothes I wanna look at youI'm in my place now This is not fictionTake off your clothes I wanna look at youI'm in my place now This is not fictionI'll take you to the bed Where you think more and feel lessI'll take you to the bed Where you think more and feel lessI'll take you to the bed Where you think more and feel lessWhere you think more and feel lessI'll take you to the bed Where you think more and feel less