Spit in my throat

i'm like a pretty flower
a gypsy girl that has a strange power
to rhyme the words that get stuck in her hed while she lays in her bed
next to the man that she loves, the father of her daughter
and she'd die a mayrter
for the things she believes and one that she'll always follow
and you gotta swallow the spit that gets stuck in your throat
when you see her smile while she lies on the boat
that flys through the water
on that hot summer day in the bay of biloxi
and you feel a bit tipsy
cuz' that beer that you're drinkin'
and the sweat is kinda stinkin'
while we roll through the sheets kinda freakin'
to the beatin' of the bass
while you touch my face oh so-so-so soft-ly --