“Yeah, steady there – you Scotty, you’re perfect where you are, very square!”
I’m gonna give you mine You gonna take it slow Let go as if it’s over Then you put it in your pocket
Oooh.. snap!
Covered up quick, you’ll never catch on It’s the reach out to you, so you’ll come along But I don’t got the stretch So ya soon move on, said:
“Sometime’s it’s sensible” I gotta feed your vibe, so say some more Could it be more tedious than this never-meant-to-be? And that was when you said to me:
I’m gonna give you mine You gonna take it slow Let go as if it’s over Then you put it in your pocket
Something musta clicked You ain’t got the chop, but the man got flick (got flick) Maybe under better circumstances You can find it in you to give another chance (ah)
Sometimes it tends to be You’re gonna feed your vibe eventually Said, there go your own anxiety And that was when you reminded me:
I’m gonna give you mine You gonna take it slow Let go as if it’s over Then you put it in your pocket
I’m gonna give you mine You gonna take it slow Let go as if it’s over Then you put it in your pocket
I’m gonna give you mine You gonna take it slow Let go as if it’s over Then you put it in your pocket