Drip, Drop - Kim Taylor

Drip, drop fly by mother

I’m a land, a soft hand

A warm flow

Flip, flop, I’m a lover

Silent, rolling man goes on and on and on

And I slide for cover

I’ve got nothing, something, everything

Trip, trop he’s above her

Haggling, waggling wag down slow

Clip, clop I don’t say a thing

A thing I’d say I need to go