Oh, the sky gray orange an' the walls stained blue

I seen you walkin' and your white hips sway

Oh girl I will have you no more

To the moan in your voice, not a charm do you lack

Your skin to touch as a black ravens back

But I cannot go far with these words as they rhyme

As to tell of the pleasure, your hand in mine

[Incomprehensible] I must confess

That was she claim to give you [Incomprehensible]

And my waitress

An' I pray as I say this song in this way

That your eyes they would close an' your head begin to sway

An' you'll feel how he heals with his blood on our skin

I am yours lady, yeah scrawled an thin

I seen you walkin' in your husband's way

Girl I will have you more

The sky gray, orange an' the walls stained blue