Take me down to the river to pray
And I'll show you some holy waters
We'll turn our bodies into temples
Out on the eastern shore
And I'll show you some holy waters
We'll turn our bodies into temples
Out on the eastern shore
We'll make love till the sun goes down
And we'll cuddle till the sun comes up
We'll roll in the sand and play on the bank
The food that we eat will be the freshest of fruit
And nectar from the bottle
And we'll cuddle till the sun comes up
We'll roll in the sand and play on the bank
The food that we eat will be the freshest of fruit
And nectar from the bottle
Take me down to the river to pray
And I'll show you some holy waters
And I'll show you some holy waters
1 comment:
This should definitely be a song.
It doesn't need to be one. I should probably say "could easily" instead of "should!" Should sounds too much like obligation laying down.
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