Her hair's black and silky satin
It drapes onto her shoulders
Her eyes black like obsidian
She smoothly smiles me into oblivion
I don't even know that I am giving in
You're a blossomed flower
And I am a tree
Maybe we can be like birds and bees
Are you attracted,
Attracted to me
Maybe we can be like birds and bees
You move quiet and subtle
A sleek and perfect lioness
Let me hear you roar
We're always hungry
Look into my eyes
and maybe you'll realize
We may be a puzzle
That fits perfectly
Like birds and bees
You're a blossomed flower
And I am a tree
Maybe we can be like birds and bees
Are you attracted,
Attracted to me
Maybe we can be like birds and bees
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