Explicit for ya I'm listenin' explicit for ya I'll say it if you need it darlin' I keep that Q of sour for ya Never seen it realer Keep the Q of sour for ya You never had it so visual, visual I hear you callin' With your eyes, with your eyes

You look like rain You're the hallelujah kind I'm the dust that spins and the gust of wind that's blowing by I'm a desert dry And in my thirsty eyes 'Cause I'm hell up here on the high wire You and your Sunday mornings Me and my Saturday nights You and

If I wanted, I could take you from your man (please believe it) With my eyes closed, I could have you eating out the palm of my hand And all your little girlfriends, too (No you can't, you're a playa, I don't want you) Yes I can, and I will if I, if I

I was hooked on it Hooked on the feeling of a summer in the south Hooked on the dust flying up from a plow Hooked on them blue eyes, hair falling down Hooked on her then, still hooked on her now So many things where I grew up Once you get a little, you

Get the vibe it's gonna be lit tonight Don't be shy, take control of me And I would not lie or play you Gyal we never miss, gyal we never miss Feels how we do it Feel your eyes, they're all over me Hypnotized, pull another one It's alright, I know what

Get the vibe it's gonna be lit tonight Don't be shy, take control of me And I would not lie or play you Gyal we never miss, gyal we never miss Feels how we do it Feel your eyes, they're all over me Hypnotized, pull another one It's alright, I know what

Jee-pers, cree-pers, where'd get those pee-pers? Jee-pers, cree-pers, where'd ya get those eyes? Gosh all, git up, how'd they get so lit up? Gosh all, git up, how's they get that size? Golle gee! When you turn those heat-ers on Woe is me, got to put

At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveler rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth

My only one But every time I look into your eyes I see a thousand falling shooting stars and yes I love you I can't believe that every night you're by my side Promise I'll stay here 'till the morning And pick you up when you're falling When the rain gets

Help me baby, ain't no stranger Yeah, you got satin shoes Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down