You are stately as a palm tree
And your breasts are like its clusters
I say I will climb the palm tree
And lay hold of its branches
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine
And the scent of your breath like apples
And your kisses like the best wine
That goes down smoothly
Gliding over lid and teeth..
And your breasts are like its clusters
I say I will climb the palm tree
And lay hold of its branches
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine
And the scent of your breath like apples
And your kisses like the best wine
That goes down smoothly
Gliding over lid and teeth..