Lyrics:
the moist silence, with a warm breeze he's gently kissed.
Thinking he is quite alone,
He enters the room, as if it were his own,
But ripples on the sweet
two bodies float
Operatic by voice
A fanatic by choice
Aromatic is the flower
She must be moist
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik, sex
Do you know what is means to miss New Orleans
I miss it, each night and day
The longer I stay away
Miss the moist covered vines
The tall sugar
Barbie, and um
Now it's time for them to hear me
Get all nice and soft and, moist
I mean, I mean, I'm, I'm sorry I didn't mean, I didn't mean to say
um
Now it's time for them to hear me get all nice and soft and moist
I mean, I'm sorry, I didn't mean, I didn't mean to say that
I meant, this is
you up, outta there, push and check
Taster's choice, have you nice and moist
Or play paper games or floss the Rolls Royce
[Chorus]
Something like
Do you know what is means to miss New Orleans
I miss it, each night and day
The longer I stay away
Miss the moist covered vines
The tall sugar
perfume girl
Moist warm desire
Fly to me
I'm your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl
I'm your candy perfume girl
Candy
Candy
Rush me ghost
of Caerphilly.
They have fangs, they have teeth,
Say the loud bells of Neathe.
Even God is uneasy,
Say the moist bells of Swansea.
They will plunder
a bathroom? I may have @$% in my pants!
Drink of water?
[MAN:] No.
[TONY:] Aspirin?
[MAN:] No.
[TONY:] Moist towelette?
[MAN:] No.
[TONY:] In that
Do you know what is means to miss New Orleans
I miss it, each night and day
The longer I stay away
Miss the moist covered vines
The tall sugar
chimes ringing like an empty voice
A distant smile framed
Her lips are soft and moist
With whisper, whisper, whispering whispers
[Chorus]
fangs, they have teeth,
Say the loud bells of Neathe
Even God is uneasy,
Say the moist bells of Swansea
They will plunder willy-nilly,
Say the bells
lawn
The moist green organic
That my feet tread upon
And the black oleander
Surrounded by blues
I'm soon overwhelmed
By olfactory hues
Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams
Her honey belly pulls the seams
Curves are stiff upon the hinge
Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin
Moist
brand new Insti-Matic,
But at least we got our memories
Then we all just stared at the ball for a while and my eyes got moist,
But I said with a smile,
brand new Insti-Matic,
But at least we got our memories
Then we all just stared at the ball for a while and my eyes got moist,
But I said with a smile,
orifice
I'm gonna show them who's boss
I'm gonna get even yet
Just gimme some Lysol spray
Just hand me a moist towelette
Don't tell me I'm
perfume girl
Moist warm desire
Fly to me
I'm your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl
I'm your candy perfume girl
Candy
Candy
Rush me ghost
I'm the young hoes' choice that make the old hoes moist
All these niggas separate all the men from the boys
All these wars I went through, felt like
stay away
Miss the moist covered vines
The tall sugar pines
Where mocking birds used to sing
And I'd like to see the lazy Mississippi
A hurrying
and as we come
You'll probably feel moist like the trees on the tropics
We gone we gone, we out it, no we don't need rockets
We hope up on the mother ship
memory
Moist panties and wet sheets when they think of me
[Chorus]
Yo, yo, uh,
From Miami to Cali, from Vegas to Jersey
Got'em in Houston,
Yamps choice, no rolls royce but I keep it moist
I keep it saucy, ya bossy bitch talkin' that costly shit
Bossy bitch think she too flossy to trip
I'm
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