she sits in the top of the greenest tree
she sends out an aroma of undefined lust
it drips on down in a mist from above
she's just the girl u want
you hear her calling everywhere you turn
you know you're headed for the pleasure burns
but the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue
she's the real thing but you knew it all along
look at you with your mouth watering
look at you with your mind reeling
why don't we just admit it's all over