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Taste of India
God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta love the sweet taste of India Blame it on the beat of the drum
God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into ya Any cat man do when it's done
Oh yeah she's got that kind of love incense That lives in her back room And when it mixes with the funk my friend It turns into perfume
When you are born you're afraid of the darkness And then vou're afraid of the light But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow
This time I'm gonna get it right To think of what I'll get tonight Just lookin' for a little taste She'll steal the smile right off your face
Her yin and yang Is just the thing She's unpredictable my friend
God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into ya Any cat man do when it's done
It's like your first taste love of vindaloo That sets your heart on fire And if you let her stuff get into you It will be all that you desire
When you make love to the sweet tantric priestess You drink in the bliss of delight But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow
This time I'm gonna get it right She's gonna whet my appetite Just lookin' for a little taste She'll steal the smile right off your face
She a friend of mine She a concubine The sweetest wine I gotta make her mine
God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta love the sweet taste of India Blame it on the beat of the drum
God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into ya Any cat man do when it's done
Just think of what I'll get tonight She's gonna whet my appetite Just lookin' for a little taste She'll steal the smile right off your face
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