You've been resting, baby, on the side of the cross I'm getting used to it, it's how people get off, yeah I should've feeled dazed, I feel lingered on It's a shoe-shine party, but the ratings are soft now Who is producing you (your main man?) Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah The freak of nature, he's not completely off What could be better his ratings are soft, now
He turns his socks around, calls them clean, yeah Another day, yeah, turning black into gold, yeah Who is producing you (your main man?) Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah Who is producing you (your main man?) Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah Who is producing you (your main man?) Sweet, sweet love will shine and never dim, yeah