Lemonade

There's some things I'm 'bout to tell you

That's something in common

You're born in April, baby, and I know you're an only child

And so did I, and so am I

There's some things I'm 'bout to say

That might make you feel the pleasures

You listen to jazz, but love to vibe to my music

'Cause them all for you

'Cause them all to you

Baby, you, you're like the lemon in my ginger teas, yes

You're like the summer breeze in nicest dreams

You get me higher than the highest trees

You make me horny with your lingerie

You, you're like the lemon in my ginger teas, yes

You're like the summer breeze in nicest dreams

You get me higher than the highest trees

You make me horny with your lingerie

Da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da

Da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, ooh

Baby, you are so special to me that I can't believe what I'm seein'

The time, all the time, yes

Baby, you, you're like the lemon in my ginger teas, yes

You're like the summer breeze in nicest dreams

You get me higher than the highest trees

You make me horny with your lingerie

You, you're like the lemon in my ginger teas, yes

You're like the summer breeze in nicest dreams

You get me higher than the highest trees, yes

You make me horny with your lingeries

Da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da

Da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da