I feel like you're saying boy's hole, and it's clearly soul
NB, NB, NB
Soul
I don't know who we are, but I know who we were
I relegate the past so that that shit don't hurt
My actor's nightmare is a life with no rehearsal-hersal-hersal
His soul was [Am7]so pure
Simple, clean, tight
Freaky, witty, said he want to [C7]ɾide it all [Em]night
Pure, simple, clean
Grippy, left it sticky when he said he want to [C7]feel me so deep
Your sir by day, my [A]boy by night
We gripping hard on [C7]motorcyc's
His candy paint, my [A]tongue, my [A]bite
Sticky and [Bm]sweet like [F]honey disguised
He ɾide my [A]bike, on [C7]the contɾary
We praise the Lord in missionary
Behind the benches or in privacy
My boy type jock, he wide ɾeceives
His soul was [Am7]so pure
Simple, clean, tight
Freaky, witty, said he want to [C7]ɾide it all [Em]night
Pure, simple, clean
Grippy, left it sticky when he said he want to [C7]feel me so deep
Simple, clean, tight
Freaky, witty, said he want to [C7]ɾide it all [Em]night
Pure, simple, clean
It's ecstasy when you [A7lay with me
Pure
His soul was [Am7]so pure