Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy.
The moon's awake now with eyes wide open.
My body’s craving, so feed the hungry.
I’ve been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday, and Friday to Friday.
Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it.
I’m starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office.
So I’m gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover, and tell you all about it.
I'm speechless... And you know it takes a LOT for me to get there...
There IS a communal unconscious, after all. And Shakira is tapping right into it. Good job, girl!