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A pheremonal scented shroud goes draped across her face
An ages old Egyptian dance is singing from her waist
And I believe Iâm bound to let me down
The power in her Lion eyes glows golden as her skin
As a bead inside her navel lets a womanâs shape begin
And I may just lose my mind
Because she...
She knock them hips from side to side, she paints her lips
Mascara eye to eye, her shirt donât fit
Lord Jesus, have mercy!, save myself from me
Cause Iâm tempted by her poison
Oh Iâm in love with she.
Her ancient language carries me and places me to rest
Asleep in my entirety then waking as her guest
And I believe Iâm bound to let me down
Now thereâs an angel on my shoulder but the devilâs on her breast
A sinner moves my mojo hand, sensation fills my chest
And I may just lose my mind
I donât need her anymore Iâm quite okay
I believe I feel remorse for things Iâve done and do no more.