You've been restin', baby
On the side of the cross
I'm getting used to it
It's how people get off, yeah
I should've feeled dazed
I feel lingered on
It's a shoe-shine party, but
The ratings are soft now
[Chorus]
Who is producing you (your main man?)
Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah
The freak of nature
He's not completely off
What could be better
His ratings are soft, now
He turns his socks around
Calls them clean, yeah
Another day, yeah
Turning black into gold, yeah
[Chorus]
Who is producing you (your main man?)
Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah
Who is producing you (your main man?)
Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah