well i'm staring down these subway walls
i turned around, she's out of control
spiritual, and sexual
from her head to the ground, electrical
like a meteor, rock from above
i'm not looking for no gothic love
strawberry blonde is hard to deny
so if i throw in my trump, you'll know why
there's something about a white woman that moves you
there's something about hair i can run my hands through
no Babylon, just blue-eyed blonde, i plan to...
... do something right here
shadows cast on the concrete ground
my soul won't last with what my eyes have found
so if i lift my cup mama, and shake you down
the change i'm asking for is something more profound
there's something about a white woman that moves you
there's something about hair i can run my hands through
no Babylon, just blue-eyed blonde, i plan to...
... do something right here
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