we dance in the kitchen
the thought crossed my mind
once or twice
oh, the thoughts run 'round upstairs
while i'm pouring my tea,
driving my car
sleeping alone.
thoughts of the her mahogony eyes
round and rough
oh, her eyes run 'round my body
when she sits close to me
gives me back rubs
kisses another man.
thoughts of her funky laugh
the inhalin and ex
oh, her laugh catches fire
when she giggles in my ear
cooks me dinner
lays on his bed
thoughs of dancing in the kitchen
one step two time
oh, her body dances all the time
oh, her body dances all the time
while i'm pouring my tea,
driving my car
dancing alone.
once or twice
oh, the thoughts run 'round upstairs
while i'm pouring my tea,
driving my car
sleeping alone.
thoughts of the her mahogony eyes
round and rough
oh, her eyes run 'round my body
when she sits close to me
gives me back rubs
kisses another man.
thoughts of her funky laugh
the inhalin and ex
oh, her laugh catches fire
when she giggles in my ear
cooks me dinner
lays on his bed
thoughs of dancing in the kitchen
one step two time
oh, her body dances all the time
oh, her body dances all the time
while i'm pouring my tea,
driving my car
dancing alone.
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