I am not a righteous woman
I'm more of an ass man
And when I go to spread, it's just to
Take up all the space I can

You notice
You know this


Next time you're in the city
Should you decide to call me
Just know that I am dealing
With a flesh that's far too willing


I am not a righteous woman
I'm more of an ass man
And when I go to spread, I'm only
Squinting out a strip to land

From my panopticon
From my panopticon


Next time you're in the city
Should you decide to call me
Remember that I am dealing
With a flesh that's far too willing

To do anything
That you wanted to
To call it home in you
To call it home in you


Next time you're in the city
Should you decide to call me
Remember that I am dealing
With a flesh that's far too willing
Next time you're in the city
Should you decide to call me
Remember that I am dealing
With a flesh that's far too willing