Wait a minute... Turn the, turn the phones up Yeah...cool
Lookin' out the window of a big black limousine Thinkin' bout your thighs Wishin' I was somewhere in between In one single motion Deep inside your ocean I just wanna be
Underneath the cream Can't stop thinkin' about ya'...thighs Somewhere in between That's where I wanna be, that's where I wanna be Underneath the cream You and I Somewhere in between Your thighs
Cell phone, passport All your inhibitions Spread out on the floor (Deep inside) Deep inside your life-givin' ocean, sugarpop Rests my consciousness just a little more Is what I wanna do, babe So talk to me Don't get me started Come into this wet dream-eternal Pretend I am you and teach me without shame Take my hand, put it in the place That turned you out the most last time you came Useless deliberation, the beast of frustration Trust me, I know Somewhere in between seven days and nights That's how far, baby You wanna go?
Underneath the cream Can't stop thinkin about ya'...thighs Somewhere in between That's where I wanna be, that's where I wanna be Underneath the cream You and I Somewhere in between Your thighs, your thighs
Somewhere in between this wet dream, it seems I never shoulda let you go Now that you've returned I yearn to learn All the feelings you never dared to show Come into this wet dream eternal Pretend I am you and let's, Oh Somewhere in between, I dream/Underneath the cream
Tell me, tell me, tell me Whatcha waitin' on baby, tell me We can do this thing, yeah Underneath the cream We need to get right down Cuz I got something Groovy groovy groovy... (Groovy underneath the cream) It's groovy underneath the cream Underneath the cream
Compositor: Prince Rogers Nelson (PRS)Editor: N P G PublishingECAD verificado obra #22224377 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM