Electricity of an unlit day
Playing a show later than posted,
I like ’em down like a dumbwaiter—
Blinds falling unnoticed—
On my feet seeking service;
Nothing but cotton in my mouth,
Pretending to be nervous.
(Not necessarily bagging you to stay).

California warm as a stove,
Shadows and clothes thrown;
Sunshine’s a state your mind goes
To when it needs its weight moved.
Hair blacker than sin, you’ve
Got to wash me off your skin
Since I’ve proved you can’t know me
Unless you’re feeling altruisky, kid.