You make me feel like a sticky pistil
Leaning into the stamen
You make me feel like Mr. Sunshine himself
You make me feel like splendor in the grass where we're rolling
Damn skippy baby
you make me feel like the Amazon's running between my thighs

You make me feel love

You make me feel like a candy apple all red and horny
You make me feel like I want to be dumb blonde
In a centerfold, the girl next door
And I would open the door and I'd be all wet
With my tits soaking through this tiny little t-shirt
That I'm wearing and you would open the door
And tie me up to the bed

You make me feel love

Lover I don't know who I am
Am I Barry White - am I Isis?
Lover I'm laced with your unconscious
I will be your Desdemona

You make me feel, ohhh
You make me feel, ahhh
You make me feel, oh, oh, ah, ah, oh, oh