“…and what’s left to show is sweat, begins to admire me and you. Fall into my neck; so gritty, so groovy, so nasty, and dirty tonight. Let me dance for you just right. Did you know that I can dip too? And scoop you up from the floor, ruby lips to enhance it. Oh, this shit-grit makes me so raw. Selfishness, it encourages my stroll. I can do this all night long; don’t you know? The heat is ignited, so gritty and so right. Let me dance for you tonight. Your creativity sure shows out with me in mind as the guitar is probing, rhythm knowing. As long as it lasts; you’re mine. So, what do you think of me? Does this melody make you tick? Do I deserve applause? Do you think I’m classy or somewhat naughty? Every mother has her truth. So gritty and so me; a cancer beyond fluidity. So gritty, so divine. I’ll be your sticky inspiration, with me in mind. So gritty, so gritty, so divine. Let me dance for you tonight.”
