A little high belongs to you . . .. - Yeah, getting high off the soup, (drink it up). A little high belongs to me . . .. - Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loop, (sip it down).
A night in June, I'm crawlin' out from a silk cocoon. I hit the town, put on my shoes - 'cause Friday night I. fall in love. She comes into view, from out of nowhere, a girl so.