Your Lipstick

You got your lipstick red out
Same color as mine
Don't ever let them tell you that I never cared,
You know I care too much (that's alright)
You got a buffalo stance
Can't nobody fool ya
But I'mma try, to get by, your defense and get to ya!

I don't listen to words, they're said and gone
But your lipstick paints my face and it turns me on

You got your eyes all smoked out
White, purple, and grey
I never seen you turn around, when I called out to say
"Hey Babe!...(what's your name?)"
You're every man's fan-
tasy and you knew that
32-24-36, You're always in demand

I don't listen to words, they're said and gone
But your lipstick paints my face and it turns me on
I don't listen to folks, they're always wrong
But your lipstick paints my face and turns me on

I don't listen to words, they're said and gone
But your lipstick paints my face and it turns me on



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Escobedo
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