Direction Of Strong Man de Arab Strap

We're barely half way there. You're stretched out and clamped around me. I don't think there's drink at home. You make a little snore and shift. Just keep your head down there. You sleep, I'll give directions. I'll use the private miles to plan some tactics and a gift.
I'll move around you, attack and surround you. She talked me back inside - thank fuck our friends are nosey. Any reaction's good - it's a stupid way to make me say it. Did we go far enough? Did it just serve its purpose? If words are still a problem I'll cut it out and let you weigh it.