Sly-The Cat Empire

歌手 : The Cat Empire

专辑 : The Cat Empire (Live at Stage 88)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:38

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TXT Sly-The Cat Empire 文本歌词

If frisy hair was a metaphorfor festival timethen

This woman is a goddessof that festival shrine

Met her at a jamin that garden of sorts

I must confess god blesssome impure thoughtsshow us the moneywas

The call of the nightbut no money could have boughteven a piece of her pride

There mighthave been a sea of people

I don't know

Becauseall

I could seewas how this woman she glowed so

Aeh it's a pleasure to meet youya look like one incredible

Creaturewanna treat you finelets dance and grindget so funk

Inflicted it's a crimeyou're divine you're sublimeand well you blow my mind

She caterpillar so goodthat all the greeks go killabreak and

Enter take ya like a glass of milkthen spill yasaw her coming what a scenewhat

I mean isshe got that s*x coffee beambut she tastes like vanillawell

She ignitewhen we hit the floorlike the vroom on a

V8super commodorenow if it makes a good storywell it's just worthwhilewith

Her's like dealing storiesin that sprinkla style and so

Aeh it's a pleasure to meet youya look like one incredible creaturewanna

Treat you finelets dance and grindget so funk inflicted

It's a crimeyou're divine you're sublimeand well you blow my mind