She's a caged animal
London by night
Crashing lights and cymbals
Queens of twilight
And if I was you
I'd use the loo
Before the long drive
We compliment each other
Just like Satan and Christ
Baby when I am laid to rest
May my laughter remain
Like your kiss blew me away
Answer your spirit
I gotta know right now
I see you before me
Won't you show me how
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"Sister Rosetta" by The Noisettes
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Police!England
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"Shit."
One word that could describe the type of situation you were in. In handcuffs in the back of a police car.
"Dirty mouth, are you?"
You scowl at the officer behind the wheel.
"Well, I didn't fucking ask for this, Mister."
Your glare managed to reach him via front view mirror.
"Naughty, alcohol and a pretty face."
The scary thing is, your cheeks flushed over, loud and brilliant.
And he noticed.
Mockery spotlight's over, prick. "Now now, let's not get carried away."
Damn alcohol. Damn hormones. Damn blushing.
Damn sexy British officer.
He was smirking like a complete idiot.