You are in love with me even if you know how dangerous I am... but you can't resist me, you can't resist my perfection. But how could I blame you though? I am perfect, everyone would do everything to be at my service. You hang on my lips and speaking of lips, you really want to kiss me... my kisses drive you crazy and it's impossible to resist. You're infatuated, you want my lips on yours but you also know how greedy I am. I want the best, I want money. Kiss for clips is a good compromise, isn't it?