Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Girl I thank those stars above you
Sometime if we do right
It´ll make a dream come true
Yeah, I said thank those stars above you
Yeah you better do right
It´ll make your dream come true, yeah
As I lay here with a fractured heart
Gettin´ torn all apart
I wouldn´t mind if I was being fractured by you, baby
Ah, you know what I´m talkin´ about
Girl I thank those stars above you
Sometime if we do right
It´ll make a dream come true
When I get the notion and I want to hold you
But dang, I got from 5 to 10
And girl, I wanna love ya, check and hug ya
Hey bay, I can´t wait no 5 to 10
Say 5 to 10, oh no, give it here
Give it here, you got to give it here, girl
I just want to be freed of the misery
And the sad facts of desire
So move me
That´s why I thank my lucky stars about you, for you
And I´ve learned to appreciate the time I spent with you
...you´re so sweet
And when I get that notion, girl, I want to hold you
I´m goin´ to hold you, girl
And when I get to feel you
Hey baby, I´m goin´ to spread this magic called love on you
Yeah, and as I stand here lookin´ at me
There´s only one place I´d love to be
And that´s with you, girl
I´d rather be with you, girl
Ooh, your personal stash
And I´ll always be workin´ to get off for you, baby
You´re the next best thing to being there, baby, yeah
Yes you are
I just want to get under your skin, baba, yeah
Girl I love you, hey, baby girl
Girl I need you, hey, baby girl
Oh girl I love you
Ooh baby, ooh baby
I can´t stay
Yeah it´s been a long time
But I gotta get away from here
Baby girl, sweet thang you
Manually, indescribably or automatically
Dig, I´m just workin´ to get off with you, baby
Manually, indescribably or automatically
They give me 5 to 10 but I´ll do it again for you, baby
Manually, indescribably or automatically
Yeah, I´m guilty for lovin´ you, yeah
Manually, indescribably or automatically
Oh, I gotta go, here comes hard labour
Dig the workings of my hands, pretty baby
Let my fingers do the workin´
Excon (Of Love) was written by Bootsy Collins.
Excon (Of Love) was produced by Bootsy Collins.