Mr & Mrs Infamy

Love and his adulterant infamy It's a lottery But don't they, go well together? Baby the basement's free You can love and spank me Don't we go well together? Boy, I so need your time It isn't a crime I want to make you mine. Let's take this party to the basement You can frill me Enchant me oh, no we mustn't, But don't we move well together? Don't we look hot together? Boy, you make me feel like a winner. Love and his adulterant infamy It's a lottery But ooh he's making me feel Like I'm a winner His arms his kisses They're a luxury to my keeping. This is just our entrees Boy, I so need your time It isn't a crime I want to make you mine. Ooh together we'll be Mr & Mrs Infamy It's a lottery Darling, just, just take me. That other little lady, she can just shoo… Cause I'm going to stick to you like glue. Don't you ever leave me? We were meant to be together What do you say… to Mr & Mrs Infamy? I'll take your adultery crown. Drag your sorry arse across town If you cheat on me; Mr Adulterant Infamy...