Song title: Sly/Swing Sly
Written by: F Riebl
Featured recordings:
- Sly (2005)
- Two Shoes (2005)
- Live on Earth (2009)
Lyrics:
If frizzy hair was a metaphor
For festival time
Then this woman is a goddess
Of that festival shrine, met her
- At a jam
In that garden of sorts
I must confess god bless
Some impure thoughts.
"Show us the money!"
Was the call of the night,
But no money could have bought
Even a piece of her pride, there might
Have been a sea of people
I don’t know, because
All I could see
Was how this woman she glowed so...
Aeh, it’s a pleasure to meet you
Ya look like one incredible creature
Wanna treat you fine
Let's dance and grind
Get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
You’re divine you’re sublime
And well you blow my mind aeh.
You're so sly...
Aeh!
She caterpillar so good
That all the greeks go "killa"!
Break and enter take ya like a glass of milk
Then "spill ya"!
Saw her coming what a scene
What I mean is
She got that sex coffee beam
But she tastes like vanilla.
Well alright she ignite
When we hit the floor
Like the 'vroom' on a V8 super commodore
Now if it makes a good story
Well it’s just worthwhile
With her’s like dealing stories
In that sprinkler style and so...
Aeh, it’s a pleasure to meet you
Ya look like one incredible creature
Wanna treat you fine
Let's dance and grind
Get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
You’re divine you’re sublime
And well you blow my mind aeh!
You're so sly...
Aeh!
Do the Louie!
Do the j-j-j-j-jini (aehhhh!)
Do the boom shak
Hit the sack
Back seat’s feeling alright (feeling alright!)
Do the monkey shuffle!
Rock it with a funk stride.
Do the late checkout
With a 'do not disturb' sign
Outsi-yi-yi-yi-yiiiide (now do the Sly!)
Aeh, it’s a pleasure to meet you
Ya look like one incredible creature
Wanna treat you fine
Let's dance and grind
Get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
You’re divine you’re sublime
And well you blow my mind aeh!
You're so sly!
You're so sly...
Why, aeh aeh aeh...
(Hey hey hey hey...)
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