Welcome to hotel room 562
Where the possibilities are endless but the maximum occupancy is two
Where a king sized bed covered in red rose petals await your need for relaxation
Soft sheets await hard love making caused by infatuation
Where a hot water bubble bath mixed with aromatherapy oils lay in wait to draw out all the pains from a days work
And a scrubber anxiously holds its position to get rid of the worlds dirt
Wine on the ends of the bathtub, champagne too
Let's get drunk and celebrate us no longer being two
We can even light a jay
Talk about everything from a to z and do things that are beyond say
Hotel 562, where im waiting for you
Waiting to unwrap you like the foil off of a hersheys kiss
Explore you like Dora until ultimately we end up knockin boots, and you wont tell this swiper no swiping
Trails left by my tongue down to your secret garden
Where I will enjoy your fruit because all day I've been starving
The friction between us cause by vagina and penis
Love making between us two
You'll never check out of room 562.