Blister In The Sun

When I’m out walkin’, I strut my stuff — yeah, I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite; I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on… like I blister in the sun
Let me go on… big hands, I know you’re the one

Body and beats, I stain my sheets — I don’t even know why
My girlfriend, she’s at the end — she is starting to cry
Let me go on… like I blister in the sun
Let me go on… big hands, I know you’re the one

When I’m out walkin’, I strut my stuff — yeah, I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite; I just might stop to check you out
When I’m out walkin’, I strut my stuff — yeah, I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite; I just might stop to check you out
Body and beats, I stain my sheets — I don’t even know why
My girlfriend, she’s at the end — she is starting to cry
When I’m out walkin’, I strut my stuff — yeah, I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite; I just might stop to check you out

Let me go on… like I blister in the sun
Let me go on… big hands, I know you’re the one