Keep Me In Your Pocket - Charlotte Martin

Sharp move 
It's funny how the intuition stabs you 
I'm headfirst diving off the plank 
Good morning 
I'm green and mean and have a thousand eyes 

One small 
Thin line is easy to erase all 
I'm crossing over Jordan with the 
Lights off 
You better lock the door and not think twice 

Push me deep into your English Channel 
Your palm sweat 
It isn't all that I can handle 
I love you 
We have an understanding, natural 
Please baby-by 
Keep me in your pocket 

(Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Miss it, you're mine 
Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Miss it, you're mine 
Yeah) 

All bets off 
You kept your bitches in my 
Sweet spot (sweet, sweet spot) 
Well I got dibs and stitches 
So I feel hot (so we feel hot) 
You burn those Hallmark cards 
And keep my words 

I want, wanna be your cigarette 
I want, wanna be your blackjack best 
I want, wanna be your sweater 
It won't make us feel much better 

(Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Yeah) 

Sink your 
Teeth into the taste of me and 
Squeeze hard 
'Til you can feel me splitting and you 
Want more 
You I want you, know I wanted more 

Push me deep into your English Channel 
Your palm sweat (sweet, sweet spot) 
It isn't all that I can handle 
I love you (so we feel hot) 
We have an understanding, natural (sweet, sweet) 
Please baby (baby baby) 

I want, wanna be your cigarette 
I want, wanna be your blackjack best 
I want, wanna be your sweater 
It won't make us feel much better 

(Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Don't let the stone into the eye 
Grabbing my flesh 
Yeah)