Last night I had a dream You were lying next to me In a dark room Somewhere near the sea I could hear crickets In the balmy stillness Moonbeams streaking Light through the darkness
A sensation of calmness As I let you stroke my cheek Your arms went around me and I began to feel weak You grasped my hands pulling them behind me Expertly binding them and I pretended to get free
Your actions were exciting Almost kinky in a way Your body pushing against me as I submissively lay I didn’t know who you were I perhaps did not care Was this even a dream Or a fantasy nightmare
Lots to choose from and I feel that we are going to see a lot of variety in today’s offerings.
This one by Estelle and featuring Kanye West (2008) was one of my favorites in recent years. It’s hip hop but has great musical beat. I am not a Kanye fan particularly but I do like Estelle. She is a London born musician, now residing in New York, who was first signed by John Legend for his own music label. You can check her out on Wikipedia.
Hope you enjoy it and have a great Sunday.
American Boy
Lyrics
[Kanye West:] Just another one champion sound Yeah, Estelle, we ’bout to get down, get down. Who the hottest in the world right now. Just touched down in London town. Bet they give me a pound. Tell them put the money in my hand right now. Yes Tell the promoter we need more seats, We just sold out all the floor seats
[Estelle:] Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day. Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA. I really want to come kick it with you. You’ll be my American boy.
He said “Hey, Sister. It’s really, really nice to meet you.” I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who’s just my type. I like the way he’s speaking, his confidence is peaking. Don’t like his baggy jeans but I’mma like what’s underneath them. And no I ain’t been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains and New York’s heart awaits. First let’s see the west end. I’ll show you to my brethren. I’m liking this American boy, American boy
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA. I really want to come kick it with you. You’ll be my American boy, American boy
Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway. Let’s go shopping, baby, then we’ll go to a café. Let’s go on the subway. Take me to your hood. I never been to Brooklyn and I’d like to see what’s good. Dress in all your fancy clothes. Sneakers looking fresh to death, I’m loving those Shell Toes. Walking that walk. Talk that slick talk. I’m liking this American boy, American boy.
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA. I really want to come kick it with you. You’ll be my American boy
Tell ’em wagwan blud
[Kanye West:] Who killing ’em in the UK. Everybody gonna say, “You, K.” Reluctantly ’cause most of this press don’t fuck with me. Estelle once said to me, “Cool down, down, don’t act a fool now, now.” I always act a fool oww oww. Ain’t nothing new now now. He crazy, I know what ya thinking. Ribena I know what you’re drinking. Rap singer. Chain blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you’re blinking. What’s your persona. About this Americana rhymer. Am I shallow ’cause all my clothes designer. Dressed smart like a London Bloke. Before he speak his suit bespoke. And you thought he was cute before. Look at this peacoat, tell me he’s broke. And I know you ain’t into all that. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit. But I still talk that CASH. ‘Cause a lot wags wanna hear it. And I’m feeling like Mike at his Baddest. Like The Pips at they Gladys. And I know they love it. So to hell with all that rubbish
[Estelle:] Would you be my love, my love? Could you be mine? Would you be my love, my love? Could you be mine? Could you be my love, my love? Would you be my American boy, American boy?
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay. I really want to come kick it with you. You’ll be my American boy, American boy You’ll be my American boy. Be my American boy! American boy.
[Estelle:] La la lala la lalala La la lala la lalala
Writer(s): ADAMS WILLIAM, WEST KANYE OMARI, HARRIS KEITH ERNESTO, LOPEZ JOSHUA MATTHEW, STEPHENS JOHN ROGER, SPEIR CALEB, SWARA ESTELLE FANTA, WASHINGTON KWELI EBON
Oh how high he jumped Into the sky Excited and free He felt like he could fly Wherever you go I will follow you, he said with a sigh She fluttered momentarily The dog and the butterfly
Up and over, in and out Making him dizzy of his eyes She teased him relentlessly He wasn’t such a tough guy A symbiotic relationship He did run and was spry She could hover out of reach The dog and the butterfly
They would chase each other Her love he did vie She was lost without him And he knew why Happy together They would never say goodbye Opposites attract The dog and the butterfly
