Make Up

If I could understand this better I might be a little closer to you Brushing my face with her hair As she pushes past towards the door That's a little ticklish, please just don't stop That's a little ticklish, please just don't stop She's probably heard this a million times before The sweep of her brush is like a gentle lick It seems to make her like everything you want And if you didn't you'd want her soon enough That's a little ticklish, please just don't stop That's a little ticklish, please just don't stop