Wordplay Lyrics

She's a tigress

And so I digress

Throw a wrench at her

Come in concave

A congruence I hope

You say intellectual

Prostitution

I say seduction

Losing my ethics

For a future moment

An investment to

Humming the sounds

Of the present

By faxing fantasies

Into dreamy eyes

So we may run wild

With instant passion

Unbridled by history's

Weight

And high on trust

And her sweet curves