Charlotte Martin Keep Me In Your Pocket Lyrics

Keep Me In Your Pocket Lyrics



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.

Crossing over Jordan with the

Lights off.

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, it is an understatement-natural.

Please babeee, keep keep me in your pocket.



All bets off

You kept your bitches in my

Sweet spot

And I got dibs and stitches

So I feel hot

You burn those hallmark cards but

Keep my words



I want wanna be your cigarette

I want wanna be your black jack best

I want wanna be that sweater

It won't make this seem much better



Sink your

Teeth into the taste of me and

Squeeze hard

Till we can feel me splitting and you

Want more

And I want more you know I want it more.



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 keep me in your pocket



I want wanna be your cigarette

I want wanna be your blackjack best

I want wanna be that sweater