Tiger Moon

See her naked riding on a tiger to the moon Her great-grandmother was a queen Waiting for no one She's on the move Last time we called It was a two hours talk Red leaves on a white cloth Red bricks of a wall Right after that she dressed in black And winked at me Burgundy lips through whatsapp Next thing you know With no cloth on She's riding on a tiger, night falls See her naked riding on a tiger to the moon Her great-grandmother was a queen Waiting for no one She's on the move And all I want is to please her I write this song I be a dancer There is so much, I want to say I need more words And music to make I love you more everyday She's made it to the moon She has the sweetest boobs She has the sweetest She takes a seat and looks down on