Sangtekst: Prince. Graffiti Bridge. The Latest Fashion.

Fellas, yeah, hit me
Are we ready?
I do believe we are ready

What time is it?
It's killing time, Morris
I know that's right
'Cause I am the latest fashion

Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris

I know I said I loved you
I know I said I needed you
I know I said that I'd be here always
But what I didn't tell you is that

This year the latest fashion
Is to lie in the heat of passion
This year the latest fashion
Is to lie in the heat of passion

People tell us what we want to hear
(Time)
This time the tables are turned
(Yeah yeah)
This time we're the ones that's paintin' fires
(Time)
Instead of getting burned

This year the latest fashion
Is to lie in the heat of passion
This year the latest fashion
Is to lie in the heat of passion

Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
(Jellybean, don't be so mean)
(Cowboy, you're fired)

Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy
Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam

People tell me what I want to hear
This time the tables are turned
Jerome, body language

Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
(Now do the horse, yeah)
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
(Oak tree, look out)
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
(I like that, oak tree)
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
(Get ready, chili sauce)

This year the latest fashion
Is to lie in the heat of passion

Fellas? Yeah, hit me
But don'tcha lag, nigga
Tell me what dance to do
It starts with an M, Murph Drag
That's right

I ain't through yet, band
What? Hallelujah, whoa
(Hallelujah)

Everybody wanna tell me how to play the game
When I run it better than a madame runs dames
Trying to beat me like playing pool with a rope
My funk will leave ya dead 'cause it's good and plenty dope

All in all I'm still the king and all y'all the court
If you thinking about ruling me ya better get abortions, yes
It's jacked 'cause I'm back and I'm harder than a heart attack
And I'm the cure for any disease
'Cause there ain't nobody funky like me

Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
(Don't be a fool)
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris

This year the latest fashion
Is to lie in the heat of passion

The latest fashion
The latest fashion
The latest fashion
The latest fashion