The Sly lyrics translation: CAT EMPIRE THE The Sly song texte and letras CAT EMPIRE THE The Sly tab, paroles and testo CAT EMPIRE THE The Sly Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
If frisy hair was a metaphor For festival time Then this woman is a goddess Of that festival shrine, met her - 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 her pride, there might Have been a sea of people I don\'t know, because All I could see Was how this woman she glowed so
-Aeh it\'s a pleasure to meet you Ya look like one incredible creature Wanna treat you fine Lets dance and grind Get so funk-inflicted it\'s a crime You\'re divine you\'re sublime And well you blow my mind
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 is 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 V8 super commodore Now if it makes a good story Well it\'s just worthwhile With her\'s like dealing stories In that sprinkla style and so
-Aeh it\'s a pleasure to meet you Ya look like one incredible creature Wanna treat you fine Lets dance and grind Get so funk-inflicted it\'s a crime You\'re divine you\'re sublime And well you blow my mind Send " The Sly" Ringtone to your Cell