LYRIC FOR SALE

By The Power Collection

Like a fist full of fire
I’m burnin up the
lightin up the
night eruptin
Like a volcano
I’m, hot lava
Lookin for uh
Hot momma.



I don’t wanna be alone tonight



This may not make much sense
To the layman
But I don’t mind that she’s fine
and by the way man
She’s lookin over here
So wish me luck



She’s uh finer than a twelve point buck!



Now I might not make much sense
I’m stirrin up the
Blurtin everything
to convert her to uh
mine all mine
She’s a landmine
Dynamite fine
I’m gonna light her up tonight



This may not make much sense
To the layman
But I don’t mind that she’s fine
and by the way man
She’s lookin over here
So wish me luck



She’s uh finer than a twelve point buck!






So if I gotta fight for her
I gotta try for uh
Lie for a piece of the action
ride the sky for uh
chance to romance
I’m stuck in a trance
cuttin the rug with a
boot dancin
feet glidin
slidin like I’m ridin
A lion on ice...









This may not make much sense
Toi the layman
But I don’t mind that she’s fine
and by the way man
She’s lookin over here
So wish me luck



She’s uh finer than a twelve point buck!






She’s uh finer than a twelve point buck!