Coming through the back door
Do you see me girl?
I feel my fingers breaking
Combing through your curls
Her head is like the ocean
Comes and goes with the tide
Her body is a pillow
Only there in the night

Gliding down the concrete
I wanna shake my stuff
She wants to meet me later
I told her sure enough
I wanna walk beside you
I wonder what it'd be like
I'll put it down right on you
And we can talk some jive