She was my lover. She was working undercover. Oh the woman all of the moves. She really had me romping. We were barefoot stomping. She just kept. Igniting my fuse. I was blinded by the blackness. Of her long silk stockings. She was rocking with an optical illusion. This ain’t how I’d tought it’d be. She just kept on keeping me. In a total state of confusion. She took me for a ride. Rattled me down to my shoes. I found out. She was an undercover agent for the blues. She never really needed love. Omnidirectional. I was just an innocent bystander. She kept on getting kinkier. I sank hook line and sinker. Just just too hot to handle. She took me by storm. It must have been a season for the fools. She’s so bad. An undercover agent for the blues