Sam Bisbee Real
The first time I saw you I knew that you were
differentYou were dancing alone in the corner of a
hiphop club
Your movement struck me like a revelation
Like a boombox, bass beat rib-vibrating
My senses to a foaming froth
The way you churned me up inside
I knew I'd never get enough of your vision
Never fill this schism of insanity
Cosmic chasm, a dose of new reality
By the time I got to where you were, you'd gone
The next night I came back, you were grooving at the
same pace
Rhythm of your body transporting me to another head
space
Rippling up and over like a tidal wave
Leaving me groping in a state of paralysis
No chance to save myself from temptation
Couldn't even find the strength to start a conversation
with you
I'd never felt this way before
Always been the first to get a girl to step out the
door
She says: 'Yeah, I know your type
Another misogynistic pig trying to get me for just one
night.
Well, stand back, put your hands in your pockets
This body that you're looking at is mine, not yours.
You can't prop this up on your trophy shelf.
I've heard of spreading the wealth.
The way you move, you're like a viral infection
I ain't no jukebox selection.
Zip it, your words are bedroom lies.'
Girl, your words ring true
But the only thing I been thinking about for these hot
nights
Is how to get next to you
I ain't talking about the curve of your zip-locked body
I ain't talking about the way you consume me
Like a steaming cup of warm hottie-tottie
I need a soul stack soul relationship
I need a twenty-four hour sensation
I want to tingle with you everywhere, even when you're
not there
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
Believe when I'm with you, it's real
