A plant, a pet and books on the shelf
Forgive me Father, I was forced out of Feng Shui
Demanding the attention that it does deserve
I admit it, everything is fitted to fall in Feng Shui
And you're welcome to stay
And everything I say is calculated appropriated
But even your company must complement the Feng Shui
You see I do not play
Even down to what I have on
More importantly the way that I move
Tailored and tapered couture to the curb
It evolves, it solves, it gives and receives
If I'm in your town, my needle's down on the groove
They do wonder to what extents I have gone
Like the whispering winds and the talking trees
And a frame on the wall where you can picture yourselves
On site they know my song
A flow as subtle as a summer breeze
Too big to be boxed in, it bobs and weaves
Fabrics for the forecast of the day
It ain't slow and it sho' ain't long
