Can you, can you keep it, ah yeah,
Can you keep it common’ round,
Can you, Can you keep it, ah yeah,
You look like something’ I could sing about,
Friday night no parents gonna be at her crib,
maybe we can sit out on the terrace or sip on a drink,
but either way I’ll be gone for the night, laying down feeling alright,
your silence is cut by Pilot Talk on the speakers,
hooking up and untying our sneakers,
taking off my new tshirt, she want to turn the lights off but then i cant see her,
Before, I say I’ll downplay some more,
my phones off the clock says to start the tour
of the body, the life inside the mind,
connected in sections of the brain but outside,
I can see that she’s into me diggin the feelin I’m givin her,
like the Boston symphony but that shits too sweet,
I’m just passin through underneath sheets.
Let me ride on you,
summertime on through wintertime and do it all,
freezing fingers outside it’s on me,
see the breath of a liar leave my chest,
She gonna see, ima that guy,
coma the floor, no bed,
I’ll assign myself to the bettering of tonight,
the veteran of this crime, fill my cup with somethin’,
foam with a bit lime, I wanna skip the fine dine,
maybe after high times, if your friends come by,
maneuver as our bodies are fuming from accumulating relations after conversation,
fully body elation, it comes it goes,
we both know it won’t last long so we gotta roll with it while we can,
never whip up in her hand, never rip up a too talented eye kind of man,
like me comin up from the MA, on the up and up,
and open up account in her name, I’m just playin babe,
I don’t have that type of money to be playin with today.