Fruit and Salad

The Dead South

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    I'm in love with your mother
    But not the way I do love you
    She doesn't cut it like you do
    Fruit and Salad no meat please
    Old Style goin' in for your soul
    But baby that ain't happenin'
    Cause in a bag im useless
    That's why you left me for him
    That's why I'll sleep with your mother again
    But hopefully soon my lonely heart
    Will be filled with the warmth form your eyes
    And we can swap snow for leaves
    So come on baby and just come around
    And let back in through your door
    And if you don't want to come around
    I'll take your mother to funky town
    And we will make the nasty weather

    All my dreams are waiting for you
    In a time where I ain't no fool
    The love is lost somewhere in the room
    Your eyes are wider underneath the moon

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    All my dreams are waiting for you
    In a time where I ain't no fool
    The love is lost somewhere in the room
    Your eyes are wider underneath the moon
    The moon

    With the world around my fingertips
    And I will rub her curvy hips
    Cause I'm in love with your mother
    But not the way I do love you
    But I will treat her like I would treat you

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