White Boy Funk

I'm gonna shine my shoes
I make the rules, babe
We're gonna sweat it out
Have no doubt

I will set you free
But won't let you be

Did you understand what I was saying
Till the end of the last section?

I'm gonna smoke you up
With a velvet pipe, gorgeous
So let it down
To the section one

Shall we roll the dice
Won't think twice

And then when I thought I was almost at the finish line
Guess what - her father arrives
He is like: Oh hi, I see you are really having fun with my daughter
Can I just sit in the corner and smoke a cigar?
Enjoy the show maybe?
And I'm like - sure man, it's kinda weird but yea
Do you want to drink something?
What you want what you want?
And I'm thinking to myself
What the fuck just happened?
How did I arrive here?
Is this all some kind of a twisted dream that I'm having?

So yea now we are back to the square one
Same room and just us

Now you're satisfied
I can see it in your eyes
See my fag?
Gonna take a drag

Where's my suit?
Gonna take a ride!