All I wanna know
Is will you take me
In an elevator to the third floor
Down to your Alligator
Drop me on your shoes
Candle Light my Blues
There's a stage, a little stage
Where we can be alone, in front of everyone
There's a finer line between your shoes mama
There's a finer time, a lemonade line
And our wet tongues are like Alligators
are like Alligators, are like Alligators
