Taste of India

God I love the sweet taste of India
 Lingers on the tip of my tongue
 Gotta love the sweet taste of India
 Blame it on the beat of the drum
 God I love the sweet taste of India
 Lingers on the tip of my tongue
 Gotta know that's what's gotten into ya
 Any cat man do when it's done
 Oh yeah she's got that kind of love incense
 That lives in her back room
 And when it mixes with the funk, my friend
 It turns into perfume
 When you are born you're afraid of the darkness
 And then you're afraid of the light
 But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow
 This time I'm gonna get it right
 To think of what I'll get tonight
 Just lookin' for a little taste (a taste of India)
 She'll steal the smile right out of your face
 Her yin and yang is just the thing
 She's unpredictable, my friend
 God I love the sweet taste of India
 Lingers on the tip of my tongue
 Gotta know that's what's gotten into ya
 Any cat man do when it's done
 It's like your first taste love of vindaloo
 That sets your heart on fire
 And if you let her stuff get into you
 It will be all that you desire
 When you make love to the sweet tantric priestess
 Drinkin' the bliss of delight
 But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow
 The time I'm gonna get it right
 She's gonna whet my appetite
 Just lookin' for a little taste (a taste of India)
 She'll steal the smile right out of your face
 She's a friend of mine, she's a concubine
 The sweetest wine, I gotta make her mine
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 God I love the sweet taste of India
 Lingers on the tip of my tongue
 Gotta love the sweet taste of India
 Blame it on the beat of the drum
 God I love that sweet taste of India
 Lingers on the tip of my tongue
 Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
 Any cat man do when it's done
 Just think of what I'll get tonight
 She's gonna whet my appetite
 Just lookin' for a little taste (a taste of India)
 She'll steal the smile right out of your face