Texty:
Silk

like Mother Mary Yeah, you talk a lot like Christ You taste so much like God to me now You feel so much like silk (Feel so much like silk) But I trust

? My, my, my, my, my You should be wrapped in silk You should be bathed in white You should be wrapped in silk I'll make that dream come true tonight Wrapped in silk

Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono Wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears, invisible tears

Ah yeah Can I get something for the house? Ah yeah Can I get something for the house? Baby, it's you It's you I love baby Baby it's you It's you Girl

Ooh, ooh, ooh Could we get a room On the south side of the ghetto? Could we make sweet love In the forest or the meadow? Can we get it to get it on Til

From the first that I saw you, girl I knew it had to be you Your all that I've dreamed of will be her with me Now you made my dreams reality I knew it

Baby, don't stop Baby, don't stop Don't go tonight baby I wanna get freaky, freaky Let me lick you up and down Up and down, up and down Let me make

la la la la de da la la (4 times) If vine what your name should be With your beauty you can part the red sea You're as precious as some real red silk

Whatchu got on? For real? Quit playin' You know I want it right here, right? You know what I'm tryin' to hear you say, right? You know, well, check this