Fake the Aroma

Lyrics

You sure you want to be with me, I've nothing to give Won't lie and say this lovin's best Leave us in emotional peace, take a walk, taste the rest Now take a rest I see you digging a hole in your neighbourhood You're crazy, but you're lazy No need to live in a lean to your troubles must be seen to See through money like it's paper with faces I remember I drink on a daily basis though it's seldom, cools my temper It never cools my temper Walking through the suburbs, though not exactly lovers You're a couple, especially when your body's doubled Duplicate, and then you wait for the next Kuwait Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma You sure you want to be with me, I've nothing to give Now take a walk, take a rest, taste the rest You sure you want to be with me, I've nothing to give Now take a walk, take a rest, taste the rest Don't wanna be on top of your list, monopoly and properly kissed We overcome in sixty seconds with the strength we have to together But for now, emotional ties, they stay severed When there's trust there'll be treats And when we funk, we'll hear beats Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma Deflowering my baby, are you my baby mate? I must be crazy, see I'm swazy You're digging a hole in your neighborhood You're crazy but you're lazy, must be lazy I seen ya The fire that rises in me The daisy dwindle, dwindle The steppin' like a jungle in decline My time has been so wasteful I never fight time Deflowering my baby, are you my baby mate, my baby Delowering my baby, are you my baby mate? I must be crazy, you must be lazy Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, what? Jamaica and Roma