Butterfly

I'm taking a moment, just imagining that I'm dancing with (Bbm7)you.

I'm your pole and all you're wearing is your (Cm7)shoes.

You got soul.

You know what to do to turn me on until I write a song about you.

And you have your own engaging style.

And you've got the knack to vivify.

And you make my slacks a little tight;

you may unfasten them if you like.

That's if you (C7)crash and spend the night.

But you don't (Bbm7)fold, you don't (Cm7)fade.

You got (Fm7)ev'rything you need, especially (Bbm7)me.

(Cm7)Sister, you've got it all.

You make the call to make my day;

in your message, say my name.

Your talk is (Bbm7)all the talk.

(Cm7)Sister, you've got it all.

(Fm7)You've got it all.

(Fm7)Curl your upper lip up and let me look around.

(Cm7)Ride your tongue along your bottom lip and bite (Dbmaj7)down.

And bend your back and ask those (Gbmaj7)hips if I can touch.

'Cause they're the (C7)perfect jumping off point,

getting closer to your (Fm7)butterfly,

you float on by.

Oh, (Cm7)kiss me with your eyelashes (Fm7)tonight.

Or (Dbmaj7)Eskimo your nose real close to mine.

And let's (C7)mood the lights and fin'lly make it right.

But you don't

(Fm7)You've got it all, you've got it (Cm7)all,

you've got it all.

You've got it all, you've got it all,

you've got it all.

You've got it all.

(Fm7)You've got it all.

(Bbm7)Doll, I need to see you pull your (Dbmaj7)knee socks up,

let me feel you (Abmaj7)upside down,

slide inside out, slide (C7)over here.

Climb into my mouth now, child.

(Fm7)Scat...

(C7)(Fm7)Butterfly, well, you landed on my mind.

Damn right, you (Cm7)landed on my ear and then you crawled inside.