Lyrics:

[verse 1]Shades over my eyes make them creepers look back at themselves
Sittin stuck in emotional bliss
Skinny model girls rub coke on they gums
I tap my knee im keepin the rhythm
The young and wild take chances together
They all jump up, twist and groove
But no one talks, lost in the motherfuckin mood

[Chorus}No one talks, lost in the mood

No one talks, sweatin it out, lost in the mood.

[verse 2]There's a hunger in the night, as the moonlight kiss her lips on a model frame
I kissed her inner thigh, close my eyes, she began to make me fish
She like to go the mile, all the while i could see her tig bit
I forgot her name; somethin that sound like Penelope, maybe, a french twain to it
Her tongue was quick, she was french I knew it
A lovely foreigner, foreigner racism
She like that young nigga by my brown skin and my shagged off fro, im king to her
But she will please her friend for me
(??)So friendly had to start from the garden(??)
Naked as always, honest, her hands all over my privates lost in the mood

[chorus]no one talks, lost in the mood
no one talks, sweatin it out, lost in the mood