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...