Saint out of me

Run for cover,
Here I come,
And the fun has just begun:
I hear you like it rough.
Be my lover,
Be my friend,
Either way its all pretend:
I just can´t get enough.
Just let go,
To the flow,
You´ll be begging me for more boy:
I´ll take you for the ride of your life.
I can tease,
I can please,
You know it´s not make believe see:
Living on the danger side.
I can be anything you need,
But you´ll never make a saint out of me.
Be all the things you ever dreamed.
But you´ll never make a saint out of me.