She got more than she can show 
She got love for me to know 
She got shadows on the floor 
They're waiting 

I can never understand 
She's got a magic rubber band 
That pulls me back into her hand 
I'm never really free 

All my fingers need to taste 
Is just the skin around her waist 
There's a war paint on that pretty face 
but I'm ready. 

Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh. 
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh. 

She think that she can define me 
With a word, sort of refine me 
Well I'm really, really really fine with that. 

I can be her evening laughter 
I can be her morning after 
I can be like me but tougher 
If that's what she needs 

I got more than she believes 
I got chlorophyll in my leaves 
I let out the oxygen she breathes 
But she don't know. 

Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh. 
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh