Perfume Genius - Jason

Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Jason undressed me Lying on his sheets He did not do the same Even his boots were on Hoo, hoo, ooh, hoo Clumsy, shakily He ran his hands up me He was afraid Tears streaming down his face Hoo, hoo, ooh, hoo (Ooh) Jason, there's no rush I know a lot comes up, ooh Letting in some love Where there always should've been some I was proud to seem Warm and mothering Just for a night Even through all the drink Hoo, hoo, ooh, hoo We were twenty-three Breeders on CD When we woke up He just asked me to leave Hoo, hoo, ooh, hoo I stole twenty from his blue jeans I'm pretty sure that he saw me