Her warm white belly in the life I'd lived had seen nothing
I was wearing eyeliner she was wearing eyeliner
She walks the deck in a black dress
We haven't been found
What you call it here, call it what you will here
We haven't been found
Finer she shakes and she moves me or something
I was all dressed in black she was all dressed up in black
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
And me I dress up in black and we listen to the sea
We haven't been found
Every thing was fine down here
You know when you grope for luna
She's like jellyroll like sculpture
Drug running on this panamanian schooner
I was looking handsome
She was looking like an erotic vulture
And look at the sky in a poetic kind of way, what you call it
Way down down down in this subbacultcha
We did the clubs what ass
Now we live on the sea and relax and ride the tack
We haven't been found
We haven't been found
When you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way
I was hoping to have her in the sack
Way down down down in this subbacultcha
It was so good down here saving for my scrapbook here
