"Mama told me boy
Someday that girls gonna steal your mind
And then youll know
I never knew what I do now
I never knew what I do now
I love you, love you, love you, love you
You, you, you, you, you, you, you

Sour as my fingers
Dirty pick pocket
I can still taste you
I won't wash my hands
Red is the color
Of the sun with my eyes closed
I can still taste you
And I will again..." DJM