Liquor Lyles Cool July

"Keep movin' your body in my direction"

"Let's continue our party everybody by just clapping our hands."

Colossal, large, big as it gets, massive

I'd kill you all if I wasn't so passive

Instead I creep off to a booth and hold it solo

To study these people, you fuckin' filth

Walkin on my fifth, or maybe my sixth

Where every women represents the meaning of existence

I've no choice but to notice the one that consistently keeps me enlisted

Keeps me aware, she has no idea where my head sits

And if she did how do think she'd react, maybe double up and laugh?

Maybe catch some relief, place wagers on the theories, keep your eye on my trap

Emotions speak through me in the form of gratuity

Is this enough? Is there an underlying message?

Of course - every act deserves a/in response

It's my place to watch the one she takes, try to guess it

If I could only prove what I really feel

Maybe Just, would thrust her into my zone

Let's go, like *thump* time to pay the bill

Again the waitress and I both drive home alone, where you goin'?