Steppin' in Perfection

She's a thorough bread Top notch sista' Yeah, she got it goin' on too Her eyes don't give in to sour sights She's n' indelible,                Silky,                     Brown Brown chile' She's that woman you never thought you could talk to     Oh, she'll talk back           With a conversation a lil' abstract                          That'll have you relaxed She's that woman          That seraph with wings                that can't be seen N' yet she carries them so gracefully So, they all wanna' know         But dare not ask                    How's she steppin' in perfection                          When she comes n' goes?... Ms. Silky,         Brown Brown She's only seen when she comes around When night falls n' her essence spread All will wonder how she did it again Ms. Brown Brown,       A sista' that nobody really knows She's insidious,              elated Oh, you'll feel her glow         if you get too close Yet, they all wanna' know             But dare not ask                   How's she steppin' in perfection                                when she comes n' goes?...                       How's she steppin' in perfection                                   when she comes n' goes?...                            How's she steppin'                                    in perfection                                        when she comes n' goes?... Written January 30th, 2002 © on Jan 30 2002 10:00 AM PST   0 • 17 • 10