Under the moon trying to thunder a tune with a guitar
Can’t git far with the song bazaar girl come along hot like a lit star
My cap brown but she wore a wraparound mini-skirt
Precise fit, nice tits, lips red, hips shaped walk and flirt
Butt round skin yellow and soften voice mellow often alert
Had rust in my plan with just one hand want to grab her waist
Have at lace her body designed for work, doomed by her perfume
White diamond wanna swim in delight like a salmon where’s her room?