Huffamoose - Wait

your hips sway

hold me looser still throw me like I'm

wet clay

and you a feast I devour

if you let me be the man of the hour

cause you are rhythm I'm a cold shower

wait baby wait I'm reaching in your

pocket baby wait

baby wait it's coming

wait baby wait I'm deeper in your

pocket baby now

baby now it's coming

private figure skater I love when your

eyes fix

up and down figure eighter you stick

with the old tricks

and you alone my soul entrancer

let me be your private dancer

cause you got moves motion me an


carnival hazy eyes tango lovers


in patterned prances secret glances

of high strung tip toe fringe of a taut

brown leather

strikes me down with the weight of a


we'll be moving love forever together

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