I kept looking at the blank wall
And I made myself a little promise that day
I would never write a melodramatic song
about the rainy day you went away
I was gonna be strong and brave yeah
Raise my head towards the sky and say
I got things to do, I don’t need you
but soon I started cryin’ tears of rage
Cause I ain’t got no minor funky thing to do
now you say you gonna leave me soon
Well I ain’t got no minor funky thing to do
When You ain’t around.

Lady Low and Lady High
No explanation and no reason why
When I shiver and I howl
And I die a little every time
Cause I ain’t got no minor funky thing to do
now you say you gonna leave me soon
Well I ain’t got no minor funky thing to do
When You ain’t around.

She came into my life like a flashing beam
Like a hydraulic pumpin’ sex-machine
What she wants me to do is fine
Go upstairs and spend some funky time.
My pretty kinky queen came in like a dream
She was more vacuum-clean then I’ve ever seen
What she wants me to do I said by me is fine
Go upstairs and spend some funky time