Enchanting Etude - Flysing Sons

Baby yo' skin smooth But you love it rough Touch yo' body so soft But mi cockey tough Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Down in a yo' ears mi a tell you supn Baby, mi a go come paw yo' belly button Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Gyal yo' pum, pum, enchanting So pure, mi want it Girl, first thing in the morning Last thing before mi go a my bed Gyal yo' pum, pum, enchanting So pure, mi want it Girl, first thing in the morning Last thing before mi go a my bed Listen nuh, this yah love sweet like vanilla syrup Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Tell mi seh it hot, mi seh camp fire Mi a deal wid yo' neck like a vampire Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Hey girl, yo' punanny a paradise Gyal yo' pum, pum, enchanting So pure, mi want it Girl, first thing in the morning Last thing before mi go a my bed Yo' pum, pum, enchanting So pure, mi want it Girl, first thing in the morning Last thing before mi go a my bed Get the cromo, get the mackarina Get the people pon the money paper If a for me would you do a favor? (Would you?) If you ever leave me girl what a failure Fi you vagina is a p-p, pleasure Come yah mi baby, gyal a you mi treasure (will you?) Gyal yo' pum, pum, enchanting So pure, mi want it Girl, first thing in the morning Last thing before mi go a my bed Yo' pum, pum, enchanting So pure, mi want it Girl, first thing in the morning Last thing before mi go a my bed (bed, bed, bed...)

I'm on a wire above the water I'm getting further from what I need And now it's too late to turn the corner I'm getting higher and I just can't see Ashes down below, the tide is turning slow Time to move along, to catch the Memphis sun Ashes down below, the tide is turning slow I've traveled all day long to catch the Memphis sun The devil's got my tongue I'm getting tired of treading water Open the window and wash me out to sea Ashes down below, the tide is turning slow Time to move along, to catch the Memphis sun Ashes down below, the tide is turning slow I've traveled all day long to catch the Memphis sun Yeah, to catch the Memphis sun I'm getting tired I'm getting higher I'm getting high to catch the Memphis sun

I can see those thunderheads coming from the west Let my heart dance its way out of my chest to sing its freedom That's where I long to be, in creation howling with rage Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming what I'm meant to be I can hear the orchestra, fell into your eyes Let your gaze fall, and let the overture rise to dip you slowly That's where I long to be, with your beauty commanding the stage Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming what I'm meant to be Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming, I'm becoming what I'm meant to be Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming what I'm meant to be Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming, I'm becoming what I'm meant to be