Cleo - Pink Matter

Her hair to her shoulder

So short like my breath when I see her

She’s got hips that dip into my mind

Sending me into a gyp

Long thighs

Run for miles

Making me daydream about her

Where they might lead

I only see her once in a while

But her figure stains my brain

Leaving me in pain

Everyone wants to know her name

Her eyes (run?) through my mind

Most of the time

Two lights that glare into my soul

Making me feel like

She wouldn’t want me to be alone

Never without her

I don’t know

The last time I see her

She was dancing, prancing round

Like there was nothing but love

On her mental

Oh, you could see it in her body language

She was moving, winding, grinding

Leaving everyone in anguish

I think I heard someone say

Her name be Cleo

Her name be Cleo

(Cleo) Cleo, Cleo

Cleo, oh Cleo

Cleo, Cleo, Cleo

(Spoken: Hey, I think I’ve seen you here before

Your name is Cleo, hey

Hopefully see you around)