She - Kalai

A pheremonal scented shroud goes draped across her face

An ages old Egyptian dance is singing from her waist

And I believe I’m bound to let me down

The power in her Lion eyes glows golden as her skin

As a bead inside her navel lets a woman’s shape begin

And I may just lose my mind

Because she…

She knock them hips from side to side, she paints her lips

Mascara eye to eye, her shirt don’t fit

Lord Jesus, have mercy!, save myself from me

Cause I’m tempted by her poison

Oh I’m in love with she.

Her ancient language carries me and places me to rest

Asleep in my entirety then waking as her guest

And I believe I’m bound to let me down

Now there’s an angel on my shoulder but the devil’s on her breast

A sinner moves my mojo hand, sensation fills my chest

And I may just lose my mind

I don’t need her anymore I’m quite okay

I believe I feel remorse for things I’ve done and do no more.