The fun rises.
Vega, the pleasure of your company,
That's what I need, that's what I need...
Vega, only you can comfort me...
What good is a good girl in my wet dreams?
I need a vessel to sail all my fantasies...
How good can a good girl really be?
I'm the captain of this relationship...
Girl, I wanna cruise with you...
Girl, I wanna cruise, cruise with you...
This next verse is full of similes and metaphors.
Vega - old hats on gold caps;
Like slacks on a** go together,
Like soul claps on toe taps...
What good is a good girl in my wet dreams?
I need a vessel to sail all my fantasies...
How good can a good girl really be?
I'm the captain of this relationship...
Girl, I wanna cruise with you...
Girl, I wanna cruise, cruise with you...
Nothing is forever, our relationship
Is alpha and omega - all there is, all there really is...
What good is a good girl in my wet dreams?
I need a vessel to sail all my fantasies...
How good can a good girl really be?
I'm the captain of this relationship...
Girl, I wanna cruise with you...
Girl, I wanna cruise, cruise with you...
Stripes on the face of a stripper pole vet, caught up on the shapes of her arms and legs;
Pale ringing in the dark - old on the days gone by.