It's morn.. and I've awoke in you
New dawn.. has made it's grand debut

Sprawled out and naked on the sheets
Exhausted from the midnight heat

With cloths trailing from door to bed
Her pantyhose..tied round my head

A hectic night of makeup sex
Has left the room with broke objects

With pictures knocked off from the wall
The floor looked like a messed dancehall

Busted lamps and flower pots
We wrecked the place like crazed robots

Like Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith
We bashed eachother to a pitt

Bouncing about like kangaroos
Tossing and turning in a ruse

His muddy boots, her cheap high heels
Socks strewn, just like banana peels

No..did not care to close the blinds
We just had simply lost our minds

Would fall asleep just for a minute
The next...I would be right back in it

She fell asleep on top of me
With both her legs, locked round my knees

My member, still inside her socket
Just like a hand inside a pocket

My eyes scroll down to find my waist
Laced with her thong, wrapped round and braced

Don't ask me how it got on there
I'm still quite dazed and unaware

Our pants, atop the ceiling fan
Not there, before the night began

Dogs running circles over us
Just keeping up a fussy fuss

Their footprints soiling up the sheets
Like oil stains soiling up the streets

Bedroom....so messy and obscene
Gonna take a heap to get it clean