Liquor Lyles Cool July

"Keep movin' your body in my direction" "Let's continue our party everybody by just clapping our hands." [Slug] Colossal, large, big as it gets, ma*sive I'd kill you all if I wasn't so pa*sive Instead I creep off to a booth and hold it solo To study these people, you f**kin' 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'?