Besedila: Blackstreet. Finally. Black & White.

Yeah, I have dreams of you and I
And those dreams that I dream
It's in black and white

[1] I dream in black and white
But I make love in color
Ooh, girl, you're body so tight
I wanna make you my lover
I dream in black and white
But I make love in color
Ooh, girl, you're body's so right
I wanna make you my lover

My tease couldn't paint a better picture
Of a holy tipper, who praises for days
I know I make good love to you
That's what I heard you say
Don't blame it on the paintbrush
You should blame it on the campus
Cuz these small time minds don't really understand us
Ooh, baby, yeah

[Repeat 1]

They said I broke the laws of motion
The way you made an image of me
But I got all seven seas open
Your third eye couldn't even see
But could you make a groan
So I could leave your first body alone
Girl, you got me in a zone
I said I'm cryin' out for more, oh

[2] Don't touch there too much
Cuz I could get a little crazy
It's almost scandalous
Baby, can never wanna leave me

[Repeat 1]

[Repeat 2]

I dream in black and white
But I make love in color

That's my style, baby