Mr. West

And I'd like to tell you what I think 'Cos this way of thinking's got me in This trouble you done, your face Now let me tell you, Mr. West... Mr. West (Mister, Mister) Oh Mister, Mister In that beat blue pony tee You gaze at me with shy ecstasy Your belt buckle hits the ground I surrender to a familiar sound Oh Mr. West (Mister, mister) That looks got me going now I wanna stop, I don't know how Oh Mr. West (Mister, mister) Why don't you come off the wall Helping me get physical Oh Mr. West (mister, mister) Come, mister Mister mister Mr. West...