Got a real drive in me
go find that lady from the club.
She felt so damn good that night
need me another spicy rub.
She was good all over
sweet as sugar even in a sprawl.
Better give her a holla right now
could use another a booty call.
She told me not to worry
she'd come running with a nod.
No talking about personal stuff
just wanted to ride my rod.
She painted me with kisses
slurped me from head to toe.
Had me wishing she'd stay
and never need to go.
Thought it was a one nighter
never again to see her face.
Begged me to let her come back
to spend more time at my place.
Felt she was hiding something
when she refused to open up
but dove right on in the loving
bra baring at least a D cup.
She pounced on me with vigor
like a tiger who was hemmed in
saying she'd needed some loving
been so long it felt like a sin.
She wore me out in good time
held on as if to prevent my escape.
Had hair standing up on my body
chills fluttering all over my nape.
The woman was ready and able
burst through the blues so fast.
Had me fondling her like an artist
trying to make every stroke to last.
When she suddenly arose
said she had to make her run
but wanted us to pick back up
where this one night had begun.
All I knew was one name
but felt the bells when they rang.
I'll be satisfied with what she said
but I'll call her my Sweet Thang.
From rhythm n blues at the club
we had a night to keep in mind
and every time I think of her
I hear little bells start to chime.
Her scent still lingers
found an earring on the floor.
Goodness what a pleasure
she's got me craving for more.
Guess yawl know I'll do it again
looking forward to another ball.
Mercy mercy, give me that phone
time for another booty call.
Del Cano 2008 July
