Standing here before you, song upon my lips
Moving, twisting and turning; got that music in my hips
You done come and paid your money to be entertained
Seeking some kinda inspiration from my pleasure and my pain
Music is my clothing, slowly i undress
Baby, i don't mind disrobing to reveal my nakedness
I just wanna tickle your fancy with words and harmony
Add a little rhythm and then happily concede
That i drink imported wine right outta the bottle
I look straight into the eyes of an eclipse
My love life reads like a dime-store novel
And i wears me a black lace... black lace freudian slip
Media and critics blah-blah-blah in my ear
Oh yes, i've sat out there, but have you ever stood up here
It takes a lotta preparation, forms and contracts signed
But i paid my obligations and freed my mind
I can see you staring from the corner of my eye
Are you thinking 'bout what i'm wearing or some standard to misapply?
Or maybe you're searching for some meaning in every song i sing
But all you need to know is one little thing:
That i drink imported wine right outta the bottle
I look straight into the eyes of an eclipse
My love life reads like some dime-store novel
And i got on my black lace freudian slip
And then i start floatin, floatin' and driftin
This shit is potent but ain't nobody even listenin'
I'm takin' aim and shootin' straight from the hip
Cause i got on my black lace freudian slip
I can write my name on water
This ain't no kinda oneupsmanship
I don't behave the way my mama thinks i oughta
When i'm wearing my black lace (it's gettin' a li'l old)
My black lace (i got a few holes in my)
This black lace - black lace freudian slip