Horace Andy You can be my girl You can let it all, let it go You can lift all lingering doubts You can be all that ever counts De La Soul It's the taste, divine living that fit For every cake candle that's lit My wish, my blow, my gift My prayer, my god, no myth She want a man IN sleeves with no tricks I wanna Gladys TONIGHT with no pips We take a leap of faith towards this Hoping for the blessings that come after bliss Horace Andy You can be my girl You can let it all, let it go You can lift all lingering doubts You can be all that ever counts De La Soul I'm on tour for some Toussant That scrumptious blue funk Madame you are tragically unreal Or maybe it's mystic, that other dude missed it Your true religion unbuckled my bible belt The bridal shower felt like reign supreme Shoot, she got me hook, my name's Kareem Just ball courts, divorce court is no option Our chemistry is but a strange concoction Horace Andy You can be my girl You can let-t-t-t-t-t You can lift all lingering doubts You can be all-l-l-l-l