I'd be that fly on the wall,
that tiny little fly
that sits and waits for you
to do those naughty things.
I'd be that fly on your wall,
watching you perving for you,
just looking at you as you undress
I'd be that fly on the wall -for you,
walking across the monitor
over the text you should read to get heated,
walk over the spots of your body that I want you to touch
make you get turned on without knowing it's me
Irritating you, teasing you until you don't notice me,
until I can walk over your body
and tickle you without getting shooed away.
I'd be that Fly on the wall,
admiring you whispering dirty words to you
Turning you on as I buzz by and you think of those soft vibrations
I'd be that fly on your wall for your pleasure,
I'd be that fly on your wall unless I was
the teasing girl on top of your bed.
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