You've been resting, 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
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
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
Who is producing you (your main man?)
Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah