My woman
Washing her face with wine
She sigh as high as you can scream
She crosses oceans
With eyes so mean
Like the summer wind
My woman, the summer wind

I can feel her in me
Whispering faster then I hear
My woman, knows no fear
Or rest
No fear or rest

She flirt on the couch like a river
Beating my seeds
And burning my feet
My woman
My woman
My woman
My woman.