The
twist in every way
Hands
hold high in the air
You
don't care what you do
You
want your honey to flow
You
can beg with every stroke
The
burning fingers running lose
The
twist in every way
You
don't care what you do
You
can shout to the wind
The
howling wind will send it back
The
wind doesn't care what you say
It
never listen to your words
The
twist with every stroke
The
shout out of the windows
The
car drivers passing by
They
don't hear what it is said
The
twist in every way
The
body heating up with the burning fingers
The
smell of money soothing the mind
The
power dips deeper into the eyes
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