Sweet T. Slater
Could I get some more sugar for the road?
I won't be seeing you 'til later
And I'll be thirsty, you know
We dance 'til the morning
This painless burning up
So romantically foreign
I cannot get enough
You taste like honey and sunshine
Would you be down to spend
Forever together sometime?
My lover, my best
Sweet Queen Nature
You brought me to my feet when I awoke
To what do I owe the pleasure
Meeting your interesting folk?
You're cracking me open
My yolk dripping yellow
When you joke I am laughing
The happiest fellow
For forty-four lightyears
In every direction
I feel it move right through
Nothing is in my possession
Nothing is in my possession
Nothing
Nothing is
Nothing is
Nothing
Nothing is in my possession
And I'm feeling alright!
