Released: June 30, 1992

Songwriter: Tony M. Levi Seacer Jr. Prince

Producer: Prince

[Intro: Prince]
In a word or two, it's you I wanna do
No not your body, your mind you fool
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

[Verse 1: Prince]
We're all alone in a villa on the Rivera
That's in France on the south side in case you care
Out of all your friends I wanna be the closest
That's why I tell you things so you'll be the mostest
When it comes to life, to be this man's wife
You got to be well educated on the subject of fights
I mean prevention of, in other words
It's R-E-A-L meaning of this thing called love
Are you up on this?
If so, then you can get up off hug and a kiss

[Chorus: Prince]
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

[Verse 2: Prince]
We need to talk about things, tell me what cha do
Tell me whatcha eat, I might cook for you
See it really don't matter 'cause it's all about me and you
Ain't no one else around
I'm even with the blindfold, gagged and bound
I don't mind, see this ain't about sex
It's all about love being in charge of this life and the next
Why all the cosmic talk?
I just want you smarter than I'll ever be
When we take that walk

[Chorus: Prince]
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

[Ad lib: Prince]
Horn stab please
I like it, I like it

[Bridge: Prince]
You seem perplexed I haven't taken you yet
Can't you see I'm harder than a man can get
I got wet dreams comin' out of my ears
I get hard if the wind blows your cologne near me
But I can take it, 'cause I want the whole nine
This ain't about the body, it's about the mind

[Chorus: Prince]
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

[Ad lib: Prince]
Tommy Barbarella in the house
Scrub the dishes
Come here Tommy, yeah
Sexy, sexy, sexy, sexy
Levi, levi, fly
Ooh man, let's give 'em some more good shit
I like it, I like it

[Refrain: Damon Dickson and Kirk Johnson]
Sexy motherfucker shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherfucker shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass

[Verse 3: Tony M.]
Guard your folks and get your daughter
The sexy motherfucker's so fine I could drink her bathwater
A long, leggy 5 foot 8, packing an ass as tight as a grape
I want to spit some game but I said to myself
Just conversate, 'cause I'm usually quite the calm one
You never found me out prowling boy, I'm just havin' fun
I'm happy to change my state of mind for this behind
I bet that if you threw that ass into the air it would turn into sunshine

[Refrain: Damon Dickson and Kirk Johnson]
Sexy motherfucker shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherfucker shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherfucker shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherfucker shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass

[Outro: Prince]
You sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
You sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker
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