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To be quite objectable, body was just a miracle
Steppin in them heels, boobies, booty and no residual
Smile is individual, swagger indivisible
Baby do be takin her vitamins and her minerals
She brushed against my body, ooh it felt so good
She started making trouble in my neighborhood
I said “I got the kinda lovin that could peel off your paint.
I been waitin at your station, won’t you open your gates”
Baby, baby train
Baby, let me ride
Baby, baby train
Baby, let me ride
I said, “Why your name is Train? It ain’t lustful, is it, cher?”
She said, “I like vehicles. They can take you anywhere.”
So I took her out to London, I took her out to France
I went trans-continental medieval on that ass
Well, drop my suspenders, put my hat on the floor
I been waitin at your station, won’t you open the do’
Baby, baby train
Baby, let me ride
Baby, baby train
Baby, let me ride
When you do The Locomotion I like the way you Twist
When it’s time for The Percolator, I think you get my jist
Ms. Tony say “How you wanna carry it?” What’s up, what’s up with you, Miss?
But I ride a mail train baby, you don’t want no part of this.
When you’ze an artist like me, honey, you don’t look back
You keep your hand on your blade and your blood on the tracks
But I’ma keep my stride til the day I die
I been waitin at your station, won’t you let me ride
Baby, baby train
Baby, let me ride
Baby, baby train
Baby, let me ride
Everything this brother puts out is classic. Check out the label stuff, check out the independent. Check it all out. A giant you shouldn't sleep on. Brooks Long
Freewheeling songs that draw clear inspiration from Afrobeat, blending darting horn charts with warm vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2017
