Get low on a Saturday But I wait for you And I won't find a better way I got time for you You came to me like it was a dream I couldn't believe what it was for me to see You said, "What's good?" I would speak if I could You took me by the hand and you led the way What do I do when I'm around you? What do I say to make you feel this way? She smells like a summer's day And she moves like fire I don't see no other way But she takes me higher I thought I was strong but she makes me weak I'm starting to get hungry and she's good enough to eat She takes me home, we start to kiss There's nothing in this world that can reach this bliss What do I do when I'm around you? What do I say to make you feel this way? What do I do when I'm around you? What do I say to make you feel this way?

Congratulations on the mess you made of things I'm trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings And oxidation is the compromise you own But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants a bone, say La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la You force your fire and then you falsify your deeds Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds But this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost a lead, say La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of the never This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly and finding a throat to choke This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of the never Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture and blowing the crows, the smoke This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of the never Static explosion devoted to crushing the broken and shoving their souls to ghost Eternalized, objectified, you set your sights so high But this is beginning to feel like the bolt busted loose from the lever Never mind, death professor Your structure's fine, my dust is better Your victim flies so high All to catch a bird's eye view of who's next Never you mind, death professor 'Cause love is life, my love is better Your victim flies so high Eyes could be the diamonds confused with who's next Never you mind, death professor Your shocks are fine, my struts are better Your fiction flies so high Y'all could use a doctor who's sick, who's next? Never you mind, death professor Electrified, my love is better It's crystallized, so am I All could be the diamond fused with who's next This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever