Temple - Shira

You say write me a song about Nubian knots

Nobody ever sings about Nubian knots

You’re a sweet

He’s gone, forgot what she looked like

She could bow down in your temple

Temple, temple

She could bow down in your temple

Temple, temple

You bow, you bow

You bow, you bow

You bow, you bow

You bow, you bow

I never need you

And you go down

You go down, you go down, you go down

She can be yours when you go down

Go down, go down

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

Where were you we were tying Nubian knots

Show yourself

Shake what your momma made

What your momma gave

Shake what you bodygot

Where were you we were tying Nubian knots

Show yourself

Shake what your momma made

What your momma gave

Shake what you body got

You are, you are

You are, you are

She can be yours when you go down

Go down, go down

She can be yours when you go down

Go down, go down

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

What is it you love

Is to take a heart

Oh what is it you love

Is it your

What is it you love

Is it to that make you sweat

What is it you love

Is it to take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim

I take you at your whim