There are some thingsI'm 'bout to tell youThat's something in commonYou're born in April, babeAnd I know you're an only childBut so did I, and so am I
There are some thingsI'm 'bout to sayThat might make you feel the pleasuresYou listen to jazzBut love to vibe to my music'Cause them all for you'Cause them all to you
Baby, you, you're like the lemon in my ginger teasYou're like the summer breeze in nicest dreamsYou get me higher than the highest treesYou make me horny with your lingeriesYou, you're like the lemon in my ginger teasYou're like the summer breeze in nicest dreamsYou get me higher than the highest treesYou make me horny with your lingeries
Baby, you are so special to meAnd I can't believe what I'm seeingAll the time, all the time
Baby, you, you're like the lemon in my ginger teasYou're like the summer breeze in nicest dreamsYou get me higher than the highest treesYou make me horny with your lingeriesYou, you're like the lemon in my ginger teasYou're like the summer breeze in nicest dreamsYou get me higher than the highest treesYou make me horny with your lingeries