There are some things
I'm 'bout to tell you
That's something in common
You born in April, babe
And I know you're an only child
But so did I and so am I
There are some things I'm 'bout to say
that might make you feel pleasures
You listen to jazz
but 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 teas
You're like the summer breeze
in nicest dreams
You get me higher than the highest trees
You make me horny with your lingeries
Baby, you are so special to me
And I can't believe
what I'm seeing all the time,
all the time
Baby, you
You're like the lemon in my ginger teas
You're like the summer breeze
in nicest dreams
You get me higher than the highest trees
You make me horny with your lingeries