I've been a record collector since the '70's. This is the kind of gem you find when you listen to entire albums, cds, etc. Issac is the ultimate songwriter, musician, and singer. RIP Issac. "Black Moses."
The flames of love are getting higher Soaring through the chimneys of my mind Caught up in a whirl-wind of desire Spiraling right up to the sky I've got an itch and I can't scratch it And this itch is driving me mad Wanting you has become a habit You see, I want to make love to you so bad Girl, your love is so contagious The more you give the more I need I don't mean to be outrageous But your love is so good to me If I can't get it when I want it I'm like a parade without a band Like an angel without a heaven I want to make love to you so bad You're gonna have to love me in the morning And when the clock reaches high noon Even late in the evening And by the light of the silvery moon Girl, you're my personal possession The greatest gift a man can have You're an everyday obsession That's why I wanna make love to you so bad
