Black & White - Blackstreet

Yeah, I have dreams of you and I

And those dreams that I dream

It’s in black and white

(1) — I dream in black and white

But I make love in color

Ooh, girl, you’re body so tight

I wanna make you my lover

I dream in black and white

But I make love in color

Ooh, girl, you’re body’s so right

I wanna make you my lover

Matisse couldn’t paint a better picture

Of a holy tipper, who praises for days

I know I make good love to you

That’s what I heard you say

Don’t blame it on the paintbrush

You should blame it on the canvas

Cuz these small time minds don’t really understand us

Ooh, baby, yeah

They said I broke the laws of motion

The way you made an image of me

But I got all seven seas open

Your third eye couldn’t even see

But could you make a groan

So I could leave your first body alone

Girl, you got me in a zone

I said I’m cryin' out for more, oh

(2) — Don’t touch there too much

Cuz I could get a little crazy

It’s almost scandalous

Baby, can never wanna leave me

I dream in black and white

But I make love in color

That’s my style, baby