Back to My Soul - Gustavo Santaolalla

This is a special shout going out to my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen Press and curl, hot curlers, everything I love you mama Black hair is (a revolution) Cornrows (uh-uh, honey, I am tender-headed) Jheri curls (style sophistication) Afro puff (ah-ooh, ah-ooh) Hair weave (call her Miss Ross) Braids (pride, respect) Extensions (more of a 90s fashion) Asymmetrical shroom (banji girl) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is (a revolution) Finger wave (a classic extravaganza) Press and curl (never mix, never worry) Flat top fade (very contemporary) Nail sculpture (urban distinction) Hot comb (ouch, mama, that was my ear!) Blow out kits (ooh, ooh tamba) No-lye relaxer (fried dyed and laid to the side) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is... Now mama got her own salon down on Auburn Avenue And if you wanna know what's happening in Atlanta Just go to the salon That's to you and all y'all down there, brothers and sisters Miss Earlene, Lizzy Dean, Renetta Little baby boy, Tone Tone, Leonard, K-Ron, Cornisha Peace my brothers and sisters Peace, love and hair grease A revolution, a revolution A re- re-, a revolution I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is...

Yeah Oh babe so many things I'm gonna do to you I'm tryna get you real comfortable I am the one that's gon be pleasing you So baby Take off ya clothes and relax it babe Because I'm gonna give you head babe And have you shaking ya legs Ohhhh I'm tryna take ya back to my room Tryna put it in you real slow Bout ta give ya what ya ass want Cause that's what I came to do I'm tryna take ya back to my room Tryna put it in you real slow Smack that ass just a little mo Cause that's what I came to do Oh lady You ain't gotta hide Tell me why it took so long For you to come by Doesn't matter at all Go an put on a thong Just pull it to the side Come and take this ride Ride Bout ta give ya ass long strokes Gonna make sure I clear that throat I know you got a man at home But tonight it doesn't matter at all Uh huh uh huh Move to the rhythm of my drum Don't be afraid to let a nigga know When you about cum Cum I'm tryna take ya back to my room Tryna put it in you real slow Bout ta give ya what ya ass want Cause that's what I came to do I'm tryna take ya back to my room Tryna put it in you real slow Smack that ass just a little mo Cause that's what I came to do Tryna take ya back to my room Tryna put it in you real slow Bout ta give ya what ya ass want Cause that's what I came to do Uh huh oh uh uh huh I'm tryna take ya back to my room Tryna put it in you real slow Smack that ass just a little mo Cause that's what I came to do Uh huh