your understandin' have me hunger like a famine Prepare for landin', for landin', for landin' Abortin' the River Jordan like a RZA recordin' Fourth disciple, bring forth the cycle Or a tidal wave, it's like a
bitty kiiiid Ive been truly ruined I reflected on what I diiid before i ran into em I used to be a fat jerk now I flirt causE the scent of a woman Now
easy to love him like a brother Now that's he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother I mean, what do you say to a woman that's just lost her
ten feet tall Body weh you move a make de man dem a bawl Man a tripover man when time your name call Pretty looks surround me like a flowers a bloom
a woman on fire Shop shutters rattle down and I'm cutting the crowd All scented and descending from the satellite towns The neon is graffiti singing make a
scent as your body passed dreading Monday at Sunday noon you''ll be returning here none too soon The touch of a supple woman The love of a dog soaking
from above me I'm in the cube and I'm deep in the toilet Way down deep where no good scent can spoil it It eventually turns into a degree of a flea Down
left to figure it out Check it She was more than a woman, a goddess for all it seems And all I ever needed was her right here loving me For a while we
around Several come, so be strong 'Cause the scent of your clothes, the red blush on your face Even your swagger makes me wish that I could grab a taste
and grown) 'Cause this is not nothing something you can do alone There's a dance floor but we can use a table, yes, we can I've got to have a partner
million dollar body They say it's over budget, but you'd pay her just to touch it, come on! Needs to hit the big screen and shoot a little love scene
me a little credit on that. She was a midgit stripper. I met her at a party one night, uh, she popped out of a cupcake. And, uh--she was a good girl.
'll show my devotion in singing my song Oh, woman, woman, you are a treasure to me Woman, woman, you shape my destiny Evening brings a delicate sunlight A
a seven and I'm willin' to bet You're in love with me, honey You just don't know it yet Just don't know it yet Trust me, a woman would never lie So
[chorus] this is a mantra for myself this is a mantra for someone else this is a mantra so be warned... hell hath no fury like a woman scorned sweetly
Sleep though I yearn to have you near me The flames of all you were Have vanished in the ground Sweet scented rosemary is scattered all around Wait just a
Two people on opposite sides I can see I've got work to do If I'm gonna make you mine Hoping that you catch the stare Take a hug and follow my scent
a sister Of loneliness in Sivaville No Goobers no Raisinettes No Miracles no Marvelettes When I was a solo boy I breathed into the atmosphere My yearning for a woman