Be My Tonic
I love the way you twirl girl,
Love your moves, want your groove,
Just prove to me you can,
Give me your time and dues.
My beautiful angel,
Give me song, make me grin,
Be my tonic when I’ve none,
Tune me and make me win.
We agree about films,
You mean much more to me,
Than sugar drinks or chocolate,
Than just blind industry.
My beautiful angel,
Give men song, make me grin,
Be my tonic when I’ve none,
Tune me and make me win.
Take me to the club girl,
Dance and rhythm like rap,
Come to me with your slash,
Rip me open, turn my tap.
My beautiful angel,
Give me song, make me grin,
Be my tonic when I’ve none,
Tune me and make me win.
Your mess is my honour,
I pride myself in you,
Whenever you want me,
I’m there, I need you too.
My beautiful angel,
Give me song, make me grin,
Be my tonic when I’ve none,
Tune me and make me win.
Be my tonic when I’ve none,
Tune me and make me win.
Copyright © Dominique Webb | Year Posted 2016
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