Someone like you, my love, yeah
They say that we are what we f*, what we eat
Because, my love, I already feel you, I feel you mine
And I haven’t eaten you yet
There must be a right way
to tickle your tongue
There must be a right way
to eat you even though I don’t have it now
that it’s not Father’s Day but holy father
Help me with her and I’ll pray and sing to you
I know I haven’t been good but understand me
There are temptations to fall into, and I
I know, I know, that I only seek you when I’m down
I know, I know, it’s just that now I can’t stop
They say that we are what we eat
And I haven’t eaten you yet
There must be a right way
to tickle your tongue
There must be a right way
to eat you even though I don’t have it now
Eat you even though I don’t have it now
There must be a right way
to tickle your tongue
And there must be a right way
to eat you even though I don’t have it now
There must be a right way
to tickle your tongue
There must be a right way
to eat you even though I don’t have it now