Kitanyas

Always slow like molasses in my skin
When she appears the blood begins to thin
The way she moves the sultry song that sings (that she sings)
Remove the clothes and the heat yet further clings
The tiger is upon us
Pisces mythical saunas
Kitanyas
Kitanyas
Blood is boiled beyond hope
A shower in water to try and cope
If this is sin then I go to hell
A cooler place for me to dwell
Kitanyas
Kitanyas



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