A Poem by candy cotton



hey look you feel an attraction

sum sort of satisfaction

that youll forget your self in her

but wait to nite youll create the pefect distraction

the will fill your passion

to make them dance with fassion

oh oh no

there tearin up the floors

they say oh oh no we know were poor

do yah have to do it anymore?

but oh oh ohhh

tonite will make a distraction

a fatal distraction that will

fill your passion

run while you can little man

ahh haa


(bass solo)


© 2008 candy cotton

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Added on December 20, 2008


candy cotton
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