If you were a mango
I'd suck you
Sweet, juicy, ripe
I'd lick you
Over too soon
I'd regurgitate you
....just to relive the experience
Don't care if I get a running stomach
I want all of you
Even if my shit turns mangoey-green
I want all of you
Orange stains on my white blouse
I want all of you
...you - my emotional laxative
I've seen a pumpkin turn into a coach
and rats turn into coachmen
So I see no reason why
YOU can't turn into a mango
'cos the 1st deadly sin
I'd gladly commit for you
Your gluttonous concubine
I'm obsessed with you
Raid every fruit store - from Brixton to Brooklyn -
to stock up on you
Chutney, salad, smoothie
Get gastronomically sensual with you
Turn Buckingham Palace into a mango plantation
I dare her to defy you
I know, I know, you lovable fool
Fantasy's just having its own fantasy
Mentally playing me
- with thoughts of you.
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