yesterday felt so warming when the caribbean sun was a calling we felt as though we were falling

through the sky we were crawling along the ground through the trees into the jungle get me on your

knees beg for mercy as you slip away lying on the ground you lay fell from the sky into our lap the

bow and arrow on the archer's back lightning bolts as the thunder claps filling your bags full of

sacks i like it baby can't you see rub me up like you do me cymbals cry for the drum to beat

a snare rattles to tap your feet rhythm chances jungle jazz

bassy deep cool razzmatazz amazing words conglomerate hush now baby won't be late

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