Mercê

Flirting with disaster
Oh she'd do it if I asked her
If I, was your master, mister
Gonna get em up faster
Gotta get some baby, gotta get it, put it in
Cause you're never gonna win, if your never gonna sin
You gotta get some baby, gotta get it, put it in
How quick you get 'em up when we get down!

Throw your hands up dirty!
You're a sinner! You're a sinner!
I know that your guilty, you're at the mercy of me!

I see you, trying to escape this!
You run and you crawl and you hide, oohoh
You think I'm just a helpless little girl with no strength man!
But I got it all, pent up inside!
Gotta get some baby, gotta get it, put it in
Cause you're never gonna win, if your never gonna sin
Gotta get some baby, gotta get it, put it in
How quick you get 'em up hen we get down!

Throw your hands up dirty!
You're a sinner! You're a sinner!
I know that your guilty, you're at the mercy of me!

We've got something we're all hiding
Deep inside our minds and we can't seem to dig it out
We've all go those skeletons inside our closets

We've all got those things that nobody should know
The things that'll break you, and people mistake
You for criminals, culprits that don't have a soul
Funny thing is that most of the accusers

Are too the abusers right out of control
Living outside of their minds we all have different vices
And prices to pay don't you know?

We've got something we're all hiding
Deep inside our minds and we can't seem to dig it out
We've got something we're all hiding
Deep inside our minds and we can't seem to dig it out

Throw your hands up dirty!
You're a sinner! You're a sinner!
I know that your guilty, you're at the mercy of me!