From the swish and sway of the
trees to an unknown beat
To the rhythmic sounds of traffic
progressing down the street
My ears are alert and my fingers
in position ready whenever I say go ton take you ti a place you've never been before
A place where I'm the one in control;
whatever I say goes...
Get ready cuz with my pen in hand,
and my paper ready I'ma bouta turn up the heat.