All in the sky
Intermission sparks an intellectual rain of thoughts
Like if the moon controls the tide of the sea
And we're made up of 70 does it rule us
I got her thinking
All this talking to ya, must be a Kama Sutra
You all up in my mind, I'm all up in yours and it's alright
Wow, what fun
I hope this feeling never dies, oh I
She said, hold up, hit it one more time
Oo I, Do it, love it