What'll it be now mister mole
Whisper sloth in curls of smoke
Take a back seat
Or play pharaoh
Dance with me
And shake your bones
Leopards laze each
On plush pillows
Slender capes
Of red and chrome
Paperback dreams
In their deep doze
Twitch their toes to
Black mambo
Wanna play cheat
Now says the sloth
A domino
Flush to his nose
Tickle that cheek
And take your throne
Pump your veins
With gushing gold
Slow down
It's a science
He's been waiting
To bring you down
Snake eyed
With a sly smile
He can hold you
And shake you child
We can hold you
/ Lose your mind and come to your senses. /
So deep, so smooth, so sensual, so mezmerazing. This tropical sense I get from this song is sensational. And I can truly imagine the snakes slowly slithers around me, so I'm afraid to make a move and I can hardly breeze with only my heart is beating in my chest so loud... But it won't help me... I can't save myself and this music slowly posioning me, this bliss flows through my veins and, gosh, it feels like I'm dying, and it feels so good...
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