Baby, You're Not the Only Tool

Sometimes, I would just love to bat my eyes,
And act real nice as honey catches more flies.
I want to bend over and just show a little more skin,
Lick my lips; forget about sin!
Sometimes, I would just love to whisper things in your ears
Touch you all over so that you know that I’m here.
Tempt and tease and flirt and fool
Just know that baby you’re not the only tool.
Work you up so that down I can take,
Come see so that I can ignore you, you fake.