Mulberry Love

She is bare on my red velvet chair flung out like a rug

And though I know she is barbed like a wire

I am tempted to touch

She's a lady of shipwrecks, my god, how she hurts

But as a man I am damned with desire for herFor her sweet pheromone skin

I am flesh in her sun'cause I cannot resist her

Mulberry Love

No I cannot resist her

Mulberry LoveOh she leaves and arrives like the skies of a rolling storm

And while away she will play planting and watering wars

But oh how she molds to my lips like a comfortable shirt

And I cannot lie, I would die for a mouthfull of herFor her sweet pheromone skin

I am flesh in her sun'cause I cannot resist her

Mulberry Love

No I cannot resist her Mulberry Love

No I cannot resist her Mulberry Love