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Honey MolassesHoney molasses, ebony majestyChocolate brown shuga, sweet epiphany I waited for your call but you chooz not to call me I wonder what happened Were you inside a safe space and too I wondered Were you thinking about me and if you were Why was I feeling so lonely By the phone, alone to the bone Although the night before you were in my home my body my dome In a circle of passion we Paris Italy Japan Africa Rome We made music, we trombone It was magic the way it happened Pure electricity I felt so excited and afraid at the same time I don 't know whether to sing or to rhyme Call me Honey molasses, ebony majesty Chocolate brown shuga, sweet epiphany |