Lyrics

Words and Music by D. Edward

She's like a Cool Breeze
Running down my soul
Her love seven days a week
No it never gets old

She takes her time
As she glides across the floor
She sways to the music
And her eyes keep calling for more
As she shakes and shimmies
And moves it around
She knows just what to do
She makes me feel more like a man
Than any other woman could do
Hey Mamacita
I'm please to meet ya
Hey Mamacita come on
Hey Mamacita
So good to see ya
Hey Mamacita come one yeah

She's like a Cool Breeze
Running down my soul
Her love seven days a week
No it never gets old
Running down my soul
Her love seven days a week
No it never gets old

©2011