Yo Mo Fo

Sun comes up, when the sun comes up
Sun comes up, I’ll lift my cup
Moon comes out, when the moon comes out
Moon comes out, my senses shout
Breath held and waiting
Eyes cut deep serrating
Oh hesitating
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
My blood boils as far as myth goes
If you meet me here when the sun goes down
I’ll dance with you, baby, with the face of a clown
Breath held and waiting
Eyes cut deep serrating
Oh, hesitating
Feels like, it feels like
It’s coming out tonight
Feels like, it feels like
It’s coming out tonight
Raise my arms right up in the air
Bring them down like a grizzly bear
When I take you, baby, by the hand
You enter in my design grand
Breath held and waiting
Eyes cut deep serrating
Oh, hesitating
Feels like, it feels like
It’s coming out tonight
Feels like, it feels like
It’s coming out tonight