Some People
And junk in my heart will be
I wanna stretch my skin around you
Let you stretch yourself
But I stop your hands each time
I stop your hands each time each times three
And save you each time and save you
Angel falls to save your skin
She falls under
And she carries him with her
And save you
It was a good night if she got up
When she fell down
And she found herself in bed alone
Spastically romantic and we look for something weirder
Don't hate our bodies so bad
I'm looking to you I hope more
And junk in my pelvic bon
With Your Badself
{Badself!}
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
Hey pretty lady, what's your name and number?
Whenever I see you, my heart's like thunder
I'd like to know you better, and that's no lie
Just give me a chance and let me try
You're an angel from heaven, a blessing in disguise
Time stood still when I saw your eyes
Let me show you the things I one day felt
So go on!! {Badself!}
Verse 2: Brother Marquis
You got a body that's stickin'; some men die for less
You got a face of a queen in a beauty contest
You're a lady in the 80s, never wild or crazy
Just takin' your time, not having any babies
Not depending on others to get what you need
A modern-day woman with the will to succeed
Tryin' harder every day to increase your wealth,
So go on! {Badself!}
Verse 3
[Marquis] All the girls don't like her because she's independent
They're so envious because she's not with it
She's a real lady; her mind's on other things
She can't be bought with gold or diamond rings!
[Kid Ice] She's the one I want to be in my life
The lady I need to be my wife
Never in a crowd, she keeps to herself
So go on! {Badself!}