Mademoiselle B. by Labjure

She’s right 'cuz
She’ll have things fin(a)ll(y) go her way
And now you’re right there
You wouldn’t call it a day

She walks down the street
She walks around the block
She walks up that hill
Her walk’s all she’s got

She walks though the park
She walks all the way
She stays up all night
She walk’s all she wants

She’s right cuz
You couldn’t find your own way
And now you’re right there
You wouldn’t call it a day

She likes that
The days are fading away
Alone at night and
She wouldn’t call it a day

She walks down the street and
Your face shows that you like it
You work that like a straying old dog
And one that thinks can take it

You welcome all the sailors at night
And she would come to take them
You walk down - omg I said it
And now ‘r supposed to fake it

(Omg I said it)
(Omg I said it)

She walks down the street and
She walks down like she likes it
You work that like a straying old dog
And one that thinks can take it

She’s walking down like it’s easy
Despite of all the things(a) that they say
(No) doesn’t take a lot to make them play
and talk things all along it’s like they pray

Walk that
To talk that

I lost it
And tossed it
Yuh did

You got that

She caught that

• Devotional
• London