Oy, boy!
When my darling comes out
her arms are so smooth,
her head's like a crystal.
She tied off her horse
and galloped off into the moonbeams.
She pulled up her blouse
and compared her navel to the moon.
I dig my life for a while
when my N. sets up.
Her henna painted hands are so smooth.
She's too beautiful
to go out in the daylight.
So she stroll around at night.
I'm just sorta threaded
with a drooped body.
I'll set up with ya, dear N.!
I'm too fast to go out in the daylight,
I'll stay up all night.
I won't droop if you would talk about
your lovely nails being so long.
You know something's happening na
or you wouldn't come out like ya did.
She ain't made for going around nude
and she can't wear fancy clothes
or go to the beach in day sunlight.
They'd awe at her body
cause her henna hands are so smooth.
When my N. sets up
her hands are too smooth.
And they touch me, caress me,
always doing the trick,
making everything click.
We're preparing for the night.
l see she's outta reach
in a turquoise scarf and a dark green sleeve
rolled up over an original Gucci.
I'll sit up with ya, baby N.!
all night long until sun rises.
I'm too fast to go out in the daytime,
I'll stay up all night and wait ya up.
We'll walk the earth, the world
and I'll buy you the moon
for a toy balloon.
If ya promise not to talk about
your hands being so smooth.
Cos I know it already very well.
Oy boy, isn't she too awesome?
I'm at bay, ever ready.