[Verse 1]
Sheperd's Sky in the morning man this can't be light
I put my, heart on the sleeve for y'all to dance tonight
Removed her pants
I Feel like Hall and Oates in spirit
Float like, boats they close change your life if you hear it
Mustang
The lone ranger
I whistle pigeon to deliver paper
Just another day of being one with nature
And how beautiful
Blowjobs in the cubicle
I mean it's suitable but long term I was thinking
Three kids nice wife a humble home
A good yard out front somewhere to bury bones
This is Jones
Payphones always get the best of me
She took the love left the rest of me
Recipe for disaster
They rap okay
But give it ten years they on the handle of a spatula
Rachel Hunter in the passenger that's vintage pussy
I spit that "Is he even human?" it's a difference pussy
Handshakes after the concert just for confirmation
Then head home to slap some ass and make some condensation
What was the conversation?
Love
Yes love
Such a foreign topic
Pornos make me feel I got it
But still I don't
Might be better I won't
Reason for all the treason this is buttercup, Jones