I'm taking a moment just imagining that I'm dancing with you.
I'm your pole and all you're wearing is your shoes.
You've got soul, you know what to do
to turn me on until I write a song about you.
And you have your own engaging style
and you've got the knack to vivify
and you make my slacks a little tight
you may unfasten them if you like
that's if you crash and spend the night
But you don't fold,
you don't fade,
you've got everything you need
especially me
sister, you've got it all.
You make the call to make my day,
in your message say my name,
your talk is all the talk, sister,
you've got it all
Curl your upper lip up and let me look around
ride your tongue along your bottom lip and bite down
and bend your back and ask those hips if I can touch
because they're the perfect jumping off point
of getting closer to your
butterfly!
Will you float on by?
Kiss me with your eyelashes tonight
or eskimo your nose real close to mine
and let's mood the light and finally make it right
but you don't fold...
Doll, I need to see you pull your knee socks up,
let me feel you upside down, slide in, slide out,
slide over here, climb into my mouth, child
butterfly!
Well, you landed on my mind.
Damn right you landed on my ear
and then you crawled inside.
And now I see you perfectly behind closed eyes.
I want to fly with you
and I don't want to lie to you
cause I can't recall a better day
so I'm coming to shine on the ocassion,
you're an open-minded lady,
you got it all!
And I never forget a face
except for maybe my own, I have my days
and let's face the fact it's you who's got it all
You know that fortune favours the brave
well, let me get paid while I make you breakfast,
the rest is up to you, you make the call...
hey! sofisticated lady...
