Makin' Music

My baby and me, we’re good together
Like the birds and the bees, we leave the ground
My baby and me are birds of a feather
Like the cows in the fields we graze around
Just makin' music
Takin' me high
Just makin' music
Takin' me high
You know the crowds in the streets are just a mirror
Of the music we’re making in the night
The crowds in the streets should be together
Making love underneath the silver sky
Just makin' music
Takin' me high
Just makin' music
Takin' me high
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
One look in her eyes and I can see
Her fire burnin'
One look in her eyes and I satisfy
Her every yearnin'
I say, whatchu doing
Whatchu doing
Whatchu doing (makin' music)
I said, whatchu doing
Whatchu doing
Whatchu doing (makin' music)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Just makin' music
Takin' me high
Just makin' music
Takin' me high
I say, whatchu doing
Whatchu doing
Whatchu doing (makin' music)
I said, whatchu doing
Whatchu doing
Whatchu doing (makin' music)