Shades over my eyes Make the creepers look back at themselves
Sitting stuck in emotional bliss The skinny amount of girls with coke on their gums Tap my knee I´m keepin´ the rythym The young and wild take chances together They all jump up, twist and groove But no one talks, lost in the motherfuckin´ mood
No one talks, lost in the mood No one talks, sweatin´ it out, lost in the mood
Hey, there´s a hunger in the night The moonlight kissing the nips on the model frame I kissed her inner thigh Closed my eyes, she began to make me fit She like to go the mile, all the while I can see her tear bit
I forgot her name Something that sounds like Penelope May be a French twang to it Tongue was quick, she was French I knew it A lovely foreigner, foreign to racism She like the young nigga by my brown skin My shag dog fro I´m king to her She will please her friend for me So funny and they´ll starve in the garden Naked as always, honest Her hands all over my privates Lost in the mood
No one talks, lost in the mood No one talks, sweatin´ it out, lost in the mood
But no one talks, lost in the motherfuckin´ mood
No one talks, lost in the mood No one talks, sweatin´ it out, lost in the mood