Women We Haven't Met Yet

Women We Haven't Met Yet
Tonight the bay's a pane of glass-
let's break it.
Our bodies ache to swim
so let's swim.
We're drunk enough to dull the cold
take of all the clothes, let's go.
Your feet kick slow
hands slow motion
head back eyes closed.
You slip under for a second.
You touch my leg and pull on my hand.
Come on girl, no one can see this,
come on girl.
Now we got it.