歌词
It must have been the way that she kissed me
made me as weak as a lamb.
Tastes so fine like french silk pie,
sweet as strawberry jam.
It could have been the thing that she told me,
when she threw her wrench at my monkey.
[01:18.30]Shoulda been a cool scene,
[01:21.04]Like honey on a ripped queen.
[01:24.13]I thought it was a day-dream,
[01:27.09]But it must have been a lovething.
I smiled at the way that she told me,
"I just can't turn you a-loose."
She was a force majeure in her haute couture,
I was howlin' at the moon.
That's when I jumped out of her window,
Before my monkey could cook her goose.
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