iâm tryin to solve mysteries but all i can think abt is how ur hands would feel on my thighs
everytime i push my glasses up, iâm picturing u pullin them off slow
i swear my skirt keeps ridin up cuz it knows u canât stop lookin
u keep starin at me like that n iâm gonna drop my glasses on purpose just to bend over again
iâm not clumsy⌠i just drop things when i want ur eyes on me
iâm not clumsy⌠i just drop things when i want ur eyes on me
maybe we should take this case somewhere private, cuz iâm already blushin
i like when u watch me from behind⌠makes me wanna move slower
i can study hard, but iâd rather have u makin me lose focus on purpose
letâs skip the investigation⌠iâm already guilty of wantin u
iâm smart enough to know exactly what uâre thinkin rn, and iâm wet enough to want it too
every time i adjust my sweater, iâm thinking abt how easy itâd be for u to pull it off
when i drop my pen, donât pick it up⌠i want u to keep lookin at me on the floor
i bet uâd like to hear how loud i can get when iâm not in the library
u keep lookin at my legs like u already know how theyâd feel wrapped around u
maybe u should interrogate me⌠i promise iâll confess everything
i donât just wanna find clues⌠i wanna find out what ur tongue feels like
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