Ivory (A Tone Poem) - Lyrics - Teena Marie
Mary Christine Brockert , better known by her stage name Teena Marie, was an American singer, songwriter, and producer. She was known by her childhood nickname Tina before taking the stage name Teena Marie; she later acquired the nickname of Lady Tee , given to her by collaborator and friend, Rick James.
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How supple your lips
The kind that were meant for kissing
I remember you
Warm and brown and how your lips invited me to dine
Candles lit I still burn mine every night about a quarter past three
There is a memory that lives and breathes
And flows through my veins like a good drug
The thought of your lips slightly parted
Beckoning the kiss that I wished I could try out on myself
To see if it was good enough for you
Into the cave where *** and love become one
You beloved meet me half way
Filling my nights and days to such extent
That I still quiver involuntarily
As you snap your fingers
And I come running
I remember you
You are the artful dodger
Do you remember me
They call me Ivory
