Friday, April 3, 2009

Getcha

Get your go-go- flow
See you workin' it so
Gracious and good
Puts in you in a mood

Make that money
And go kiss your honey
With the same lips
Same timing hips

Don't take a hint
He'll bribe you with a glint
Of shiny objects like metal
Feel warm enough to settle

But it's the age
And that flash of rage
That linger with time
Getcha good and getcha mine

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