Bump and a grind and then it's over your shoulder
Got the feeling of a part, Saturday night
When there's Sunday at front
To make it alright, well well
The boss who really found night
We drank up all our differences
Smoked up all our fight
We were about as undignified as anyone could get
(To talk ourselves right into sly dance)
Sick as dogs and falling over laughing
Dancing as the runway down the madame tropic
(Dancing, watched the wrong cloud rain down)
Stirred a sound with gracing, gracing
Move me over gently, when I heard "Lay me down"
I've been feeling most knocked over when
We listen to the night
As it sends my imagination reeling, well well
What a good and cozy feeling
We talked ourselves right into silence
Listening to the dark
We were about as undignified as anyone could get
(To talk ourselves right into sly dance)
Sick as dogs and falling over laughing
Dancing as the runway down the madame tropic
(Dancing, watched the wrong cloud rain down)
Stirred a sound with gracing, gracing, gracing, gracing