Prince – Let’s Pretend We’re Married – Darling Nikki

Darling Nikki

Prince

Let’s Pretend We‘re Married

Let’s Pretend We’re Married

Let’s Pretend We’re Married

Let’s Pretend We’re Married

Let’s Pretend We’re Married

Excuse me but I need a mouth like yours
2 help me forget the girl that just walked out my door
Funny but it seems that you’re alone like me
If U r go let’s come see what we can see

Ooh, little darlin’ if you’re 
free 4 a couple of hours (Free 4 a couple of hours)
If U ain’t busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
Say, let’s pretend we’re married and go all night
There ain’t nothin’ wrong if it feels all right
I won’t stop until the morning light
Let’s pretend we’re married and go all night, tonight

Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together

Excuse me but I need your chemistry
Don’t U wanna be my fantasy?
My girl’s gone and she don’t care at all
And if she did — So what? C’mon baby, let’s b-b-ball

Ooh little darlin’ if you’re 
free 4 a couple of hours (Free 4 a couple of hours)
If U ain’t busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
Oh I say let’s pretend we’re married and go all night
There ain’t nothin’ wrong if it feels all right
I won’t stop until the morning light
Let’s pretend we’re married and go all night, tonight

Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together

Let’s just pretend we’re married, tonight

Excuse me but I need a mouth like yours
2 help me forget the girl that just walked out my door
Let’s pretend we’re married and do it all night
I won’t stop until the morning light

Let’s pretend we’re married and go all night
Ooh, little darlin’ if you’re 
Free 4 a couple of hours (Free 4 a couple of hours)
If U ain’t busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
Oh darlin’, let’s preted we’re married and go all night
There ain’t nothin’ wrong if it feels all right
I won’ stop until the morning light
Let’s pretend we’re married and go all night, tonight
(Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah)
Pretend we’re married
Let’s pretend we’re married

Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together
Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
Oh everybody yeah
Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together
Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
Yeah, yeah
My girl’s gone and she don’t care at all
And if she did — So what? C’mon baby, let’s ball

I wanna fuck U so bad it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck U
Yeah, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna wanna, I wanna fuck U
Look here Marsha, I’m not sayin’ this just 2 be nasty
I sincerely wanna fuck the taste out of your mouth
Can U relate?

My girl’s gone and she don’t care at all
And if she did — I wouldn’t care. Let’s ball

Whatever U heard about me is true
I change the rules and do what I wanna do
I’m in love with God, he’s the only way
‘Cuz U and I know we gotta die some day
If U think I’m crazy, you’re probably right
But I’m gonna have fun every motherfuckin’ night
If U like 2 fight, you’re a double-drag fool
I’m goin’ 2 another life, how ’bout U?

Darling Nikki

PRINCE – Darling Nikki

Prince – darling nikki

DARLIN NIKKI

I knew a girl named Nikki, I guess U could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine
She said, “How’d U like 2 waste some time?
And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind

She took me 2 her castle and I just couldn’t believe my eyes
She had so many devices, everything that money could buy
She said, “Sign your name on the dotted line?
The lights went out and Nikki started 2 grind

Ow, Nikki!

The castle started spinning or maybe it was my brain
I can’t tell U what she did 2 me, but me body will never be the same
Her lovin’ will kick your behind, oh, she’ll show U no mercy
But she’ll sho’nuff, sho’nuff show U how 2 grind

Darlin’ Nikki, oh!

I woke up the next morning, Nikki wasn’t there
I looked all over, all I found was a phone number on the stairs
It said, “Thank U 4 a funky time
Call me up whenever U wanna grind?

Yeah, Nikki, oh!
Oh, come back Nikki, come back!
Your dirty little Prince wanna grind, grind, grind, …!

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