Right hand, left lane SeXStoRY

Right hand, left lane A little poem of love for a teen driving dangerously Right hand driving Fast, hence left lane On the road again From West to East From Left to Right And back again High speed, I know Your little secret It´s the hole in your pocket. I know you did it on purpose. Irish red-head swinging to the East. Singing a song of love and longing. Who are you? Old enough to drive? A sexy hole in your pocket. So you can drive very fast? Your button of love I know your dirty little secret. You press your special button All the time, you want to speed up To be sure to come in time. This time you will not come late. You would feel so ashamed! No, never be too late again. As love takes time to travel Irish hot-head do not worry. Your guardian angel travels With you. But please speed down. Baby, believe my knowlegde and faith: Good coming takes quite some time! To go where you want to get, for some quiet quality time of love. Oh, long road of longing for love Together finally, I long for you. But please don´t come too fast. I really want you to last!