Texty: Prince. The Gold Experience. Shy.

After a month of just bein' alone, he said, "I wonder what L.A.'s thinkin'"
Streets he roamed in search of a poem amongst the wild and drinkin'
When he sees cool dark skin in hot, virgin white
The search was over at least for tonight
When she co-signed and then told him, she was

Shy, cool, dark skin in hot, virgin white
Shy, lips say, won't but her body say, might
Shy, looks like we're gonna take the long way home tonight
Oh, baby, shy

After a look much louder than words she said, "I passed my initiation
A friend of mine, he got killed and in retaliation
I shot the boy, huh, twice in the head
No regrets, no sorrow, I'm goin' back tomorrow to make sure he's dead
'Cuz if I don't, they'll call me a chicken, but you can call me"

Shy, cool, dark skin in hot, virgin white
Shy, lips say, won't but her body say, might
Shy, looks like we're gonna take the long way home tonight
Shy

Shy, lips say, no but the body say, might
Looks like we're gonna take the long way home
Looks like we're gonna take the long way home
Looks like we're gonna take the long way home tonight

The girl was rough, but he called her bluff
And he told her not to know what's better
Fact or fiction, he wondered
And that's when the rain and thunder got wetter
And at the top of the page he wrote

Shy, cool, dark skin in hot, virgin white
Looks like we're gonna take the long way home tonight

Shy, cool, dark skin in hot, virgin white
Shy, lips say, won't but her body say, might
Shy, looks like we're gonna take the long way home tonight
Shy, shy, shy, looks like we're gonna take the long way home tonight