My tongue is sacred, I speak upon what I like. Protected, sexy, discerning with my time, my time.
Boy, come on, put your lipstick on (no one can tell you nothin'). Come on and walk this way through the fire (don't care what's on their mind).
So, baby, come light me up and maybe I'll let you on it a little bit dangerous.
In case you haven't noticed, well, everybody's tired.
