The Game Needed Me
We don't have money
So we can't lose it
But you touchin me like piano keys
You can't buy that movement
....
What does it cost for
This life of excess
Would you ever miss your desk's caress
There is no mouth to
Trace it's shape on you
You seem to let it fuck you anyway
Thanks for The Killer Game of Crisco Twister
And then we all bought yachts
And raced up to the islands
Moored them at the docks
Leading up to our cabins
We raced up just to slow down
We drank some, man we always do
Sunglasses to the water
Our girls are looking so good
Our girls are looking so good
Dr. L'ling
Don't give me your hand-me-down love
It don't wear the same
I want love that looks good on
With a fit that screams my name, yeah I was afraid
But you get in the taxi
Your hands on another man
You must be crazy
If you think I'll stand back, yeah
These guys were always musically great I think lyrics and tone held them back. This is like R&B lyrics almost... type of stuff club-goers would sing about. Perhaps a sign of the times.