Teeth

It's in my hair, in my sleep

In my hands, in my teeth

It's in my chair, it looks like me

And when it stands, I take my seat

It's in the air that I breathe

Understand it's up my sleeve

Well, in my hair, it's in my sleep

With my hands, in my teeth

In my prayer, I don't speak

But with my hands and on my knees

When I ask, I receive

Don't play fair, don't be sweet

It's in the air that I breathe

Understand it's up my sleeve

Well, in my hair, it's in my sleep

With my hands, in my teeth