You wanna put on mascara
Fix your hair up right
You wanna make sure that outfit
Be fitted on hips tight
Cuz you can't be sure
If you're insecure
But I know what you're yearning for
I love the passing of time
For you I'd write a rhyme entwined
In my hymn of melodies
I'd love to pick your mind
Maybe I'll wine and dine
You are the treasure under the sea
I wonder if you would let me
See what's under your physical
I wonder if you wanna let me in
To see what's within and not just skin
And not just skin
And not just skin
I just wanna see through your physical
It doesn't have to be just so physical
I just wanna see through your physical