Sly

If frizzy hair was a metaphor For festival time Then this woman is a goddess of that festival shrine Met her while at a jam in that garden of sorts I must confess god bless Some impure thoughts "Show us the money" Was the call of the night But no money could have bought Even a piece of the pride, there might Have been a sea of people I don't know, because All I could see Was that this woman, she glowed so Why, it's a pleasure to meet you Ya look like one incredible creature Wanna treat you fine Let's dance and grind Get so funk-inflicted, it's a crime You're divine you're sublime And well, you blow my mind, eh You're so sly, alright She caterpillar so good That all the Greeks go: ("Killa") Break and enter take ya like a glass of milk Then (spill ya) Saw her coming what a scene What I mean, she got that sex coffee beam But she tastes like vanilla Well, alright, she ignite When we hit the floor Like the vroom on a super commodore Now if it makes a good story Well it's just worthwhile With her it's like dealing stories In the sprinkler style It's so sly Hi, it's a pleasure to meet you Ya look like one incredible creature Wanna treat you fine Let's dance and grind Get so funk-inflicted, it's a crime You're divine, you're sublime And well, you blow my mind, yeah You're so sly! Why? Ohh, do the Louis! Do the ch-ch-ch-chili (waah) Do the boom-shak, hit-the-sack, back-seats feeling alright (feeling alright) I do the monkey shuffle! I rock it with a fine strut! I do the late checkout with a do-not-disturb sign outside! And do the sly Why, it's a pleasure to meet you Ya look like one incredible creature Wanna treat you fine Let's dance and grind Get so funk-inflicted, it's a crime You're divine you're sublime And well, you blow my mind, yeah You're so sly You're so sly Why, hey, hey, hey, hey, eh Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey