Frida

When Frida rises in the morning does she brush her hair

Does she lay it over gently in the bedroom baby, I really hope so

Lay those loving hands on me

The full moon rises, every night but she won’t see it

Since last Friday, been so tight but been so seamless

Oh Frida till the lights come down

You could always stay with me

Tell you something

Sweet Frida, practice when you meet her tell you why

You mustn’t ever let her know

She’s the creature, keeps us all from sleeping late at night

You mustn’t ever let her know

Oh Frida don’t waste no time to get your there

Waiting in line

Is this love or is this someone else’s sunshine?

I could never back out now

I could never leave this be

When Frida tries it in the morning can she leave it there

Does she long for complications in the ether baby

I really don’t know

She will never stay with me

Tell you something

Sweet Frida, practice when you meet her tell you why

You mustn’t ever let her know

She’s the creature, keeps us all from sleeping late at night

You mustn’t ever let her know

How far to go

Times goes fast or is it slow

Is this love how will I know

Or will these feelings ever die

That’s the motion on my mind