She Got, She Got Lyrics - Singles - Agents Of Good Roots

She got something for everyone 

She got something sweet that makes me want to come over 

She's got something out and she's got something in 

She got something sick on down beneath her skin 

Was it right for her to freak and (frequently) let me in 

Was it right for her to turn my brass (grass / ass) to sin 

Ponies on the beach right back into her head 

One more drink and we slip back into her bead 

But does that mean that I can't slip into another trance 

And completely take a trip into your eyes and I will turn you onto 

Mother don't you know I'm a slave to that soul 

Mother don't you know I'm just a fool to be your slave 

Mother don't you know I've got to dance on that grave 

Mother don't you know I'm a slave to that soul 

Rubies on a ring all make your lips get wet 

So I rap a string of pearls on down around her neck 

Take it in your arms and you can feel her thrust (crush) 

A twisted psychophonic (? ? ? ) love of vixen lust